Poems Page 2

                                                             

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SeaForer

And  Learn O voyager to walk, The Roll of earth, the pitch

and Fall, that swings across these treese and those stars;

that swings the sunlight up the wall.

And Learn upon those Narrow Beds to sleep in spite of sea, indite of 

sound the rushing planted makes; and learn to sleep against

the ground.

The Pact

I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman, I have detested you

long enough. I come to you as a grown child, who has had a pig

headed father; I am old enough now to make friends. It was

you that broke the new wood, not it's time for carving,

we have one sap and one root; let there be between us.