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I am enamour'd of growing out-doors, Of men that live among cattle before taste of the ocean or woods, Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses, I can eat and be asleep with them week in and week out. The saints and sages all the rage history--but you yourself? Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving good-for-nothing in my winding paths, it shall be you! We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun, We found our own O my character in the calm and cool of the daybreak. My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the woods, Denial friend of mine takes his aid in my chair, I have denial chair, no church, no philosophy, I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange, But each man after that each woman of you I advance upon a knoll, My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road.
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I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me, You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will infold you. Copyright The DayPoems web locate, www. I go hunting polar furs and the seal, leaping chasms along with a pike-pointed staff, clinging to topples of brittle and blue. Loafe along with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I absence, not custom or lecture, not constant the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I fly those flights of a fluid and swallowing soul, My course runs below the soundings of plummets. This is the source of the first poetry placed on DayPoems. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.