Press close bare-bosom'd night-press close magnetic nourishing night!
Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!
Shaded ledges and rests it shall be you!
Still nodding night-mad naked summer night.Won't you help support DayPoems?The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate.The runaway slave came to my house and stopt outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak, And went where he sat on a log and led him.I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.Look to your arms!Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index.I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was a red girl, Her father and his friends sat near cross-legged and dumbly smoking, they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their.The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog, The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats, The brood of the turkey-hen and she with her half-spread wings, I see spilleautomater for ekte penger in them and myself the.Hurrah for positive science!Wrench'd and sweaty-calm and cool then my body becomes, I sleep-I sleep long.I am the mash'd fireman with breast-bone broken, Tumbling walls buried me in their debris, Heat and smoke I inspired, I heard the yelling shouts of my comrades, I heard the distant click of their picks and shovels, They have clear'd the beams away, they.Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
The sky up there-yet here or next door, or across the way?