Walt Whitman
New York / United States
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On Old Man's Thought Of School

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AN old man's thought of School;
An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itself
cannot.

Now only do I know you!
O fair auroral skies! O morning dew upon the grass!

And these I see--these sparkling eyes,
These stores of mystic meaning--these young lives,
Building, equipping, like a fleet of ships--immortal ships!
Soon to sail out over the measureless seas,
On the Soul's voyage.

Only a lot of boys and girls? 10
Only the tiresome spelling, writing, ciphering classes?
Only a Public School?

Ah more--infinitely more;
(As George Fox rais'd his warning cry, "Is it this pile of brick and
mortar--these dead floors, windows, rails--you call the church?
Why this is not the church at all--the Church is living, ever living
Souls.")

And you, America,
Cast you the real reckoning for your present?
The lights and shadows of your future--good or evil?
To girlhood, boyhood look--the Teacher and the School.
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COMMENTS
Mahtab Bangalee 27 May 2019
great work great poem great expression............................10+++++++++++++++++
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 18 February 2015
A great poem and it is a marvelous one.
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 18 February 2015
A great poem and it is marvelous one.
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Edward Kofi Louis 17 February 2015
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this owrk with us. E.K.L.
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