Walt Whitman

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

Walt Whitman Poems

61. To A Foil'd European Revolutionaire 12/31/2002
62. To A Common Prostitute 12/31/2002
63. To A Certain Civilian 12/31/2002
64. To A Certain Cantatrice 12/31/2002
65. Thoughts 12/31/2002
66. Thought 12/31/2002
67. Thou Reader 12/31/2002
68. Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling 12/31/2002
69. This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful 12/31/2002
70. This Dust Was Once The Man 12/31/2002
71. This Day, O Soul 12/31/2002
72. This Compost 12/31/2002
73. Think Of The Soul 12/31/2002
74. Thick-Sprinkled Bunting 12/31/2002
75. These, I, Singing In Spring 12/31/2002
76. These Carols 12/31/2002
77. There Was A Child Went Forth 12/31/2002
78. The Wound Dresser 1/1/2004
79. The World Below The Brine 12/31/2002
80. The Voice of the Rain 12/11/2014

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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