Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Walt Whitman Poems

281. Cavalry Crossing A Ford 12/31/2002
282. Carol Of Words 12/31/2002
283. Carol Of Occupations 12/31/2002
284. Camps Of Green 12/31/2002
285. By The Bivouac's Fitful Flame 12/31/2002
286. By Broad Potomac's Shore 12/31/2002
287. Brother Of All, With Genesrous Hand 12/31/2002
288. Bivouac on a Mountain Side 1/3/2003
289. Behold This Swarthy Face 12/31/2002
290. Behavior 12/31/2002
291. Beginning My Studies 12/31/2002
292. Beginners 12/31/2002
293. Beautiful Women 12/31/2002
294. Beat! Beat! Drums! 12/31/2002
295. Bathed In War's Perfume 12/31/2002
296. assurances 12/31/2002
297. Ashes Of Soldiers 12/31/2002
298. As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods 1/3/2003
299. As Toilsome I Wander'd 12/31/2002
300. As The Time Draws Nigh 12/31/2002

A Paumanok Picture

TWO boats with nets lying off the sea-beach, quite still,
Ten fishermen waiting--they discover a thick school of mossbonkers--
they drop the join'd seine-ends in the water,
The boats separate and row off, each on its rounding course to the
beach, enclosing the mossbonkers,
The net is drawn in by a windlass by those who stop ashore,
Some of the fishermen lounge in their boats, others stand ankle-deep
in the water, pois'd on strong legs,
The boats

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