“ To the bankrupt poet, to the jilted lover, to anyone who yearns to elude the doubt within and the din without, the tidal strait between Manhattan Island and her favorite suburb offers the specious ill… Jacob M. Appel
“ What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death… Walt Whitman
“ Too many poets act like a middle-aged mother trying to get her kids to eat too much cooked meat, and potatoes with drippings (tears). I don't give a damn whether they eat or not. Forced feeding leads… Frank O'Hara
“ Pleasured equallyIn seeking as in finding,Each detail minding,Old Walt went seekingAnd finding. Langston Hughes
“ They do not sweat and whine about their condition, they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, they do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, not one is dissatisfied, not one is… Walt Whitman
“ Poets to ComePOETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for;But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known,Aro… Walt Whitman
“ One's-Self I Sing One's-self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy f… Walt Whitman
“ The noisy jay swoops by and reviles me, he complains of my meow and my malingering.I too am not a bit subdued, I too am uncontrollable,I sound my splenetic yowl over the roof of the h Henry N. Beard
“ You can never know where I am or what I am,But I am good company to you nonetheless,And really do regret I broke your ink Henry N. Beard
“ Behold the day-break!I awaken you by sitting on your chest and purring in your face,I stir you with muscular paw-prods, I rouse you with toe- Henry N. Beard
“ I situate myself, and seat myself,And where you recline I shall recline,For every armchair belonging to you as good as belongs to me.I loaf and curl up my tailI yawn and loaf at my ease after rolling… Henry N. Beard
“ I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least, Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself. Walt Whitman
