Walt Whitman (31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)
Who Is Now Reading This?
May-be one is now reading this who knows some wrong-doing of my past
Or may-be a stranger is reading this who has secretly loved me,
Or may-be one who meets all my grand assumptions and egotisms with
Or may-be one who is puzzled at me.
As if I were not puzzled at myself!
Or as if I never deride myself! (O conscience-struck! O self-
Or as if I do not secretly love strangers! (O tenderly, a long time,
and never avow it;)
Or as if I did not see, perfectly well, interior in myself, the stuff
Or as if it could cease transpiring from me until it must cease. 10
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