I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting;
Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orchards of
summer;
Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt in places, rising
high;
Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall shapes, dingily
seen;
The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some away up on the
mountain;
The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized flickering;
And over all, the sky--the sky! far, far out of reach, studded,
breaking out, the eternal stars.
The impressions of Nature Poet Walt Whitman depicted in this poem is fascinating to read!
panorama on a mountainside as seen by the poet. Very impressively put 5 Stars full
An insightful piece of poetry nicely crafted with vivid imagery......
Man is always conquering and subduing nature and his environment. " Looming" . Even the imposing mountain they " break" and inhabit. Yet nature is still superior! They cant touch the sky " far out of reach"
The sky! ! ! ! The sky! Muse of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
breaking the sound of breaking halting the march, the time of civilization, the integral part of humanity breaking the unbreakable heart, the rock of society breaking everywhere flying the ash with fire over the sky no one is safe from the breaking danger oh the ultra modern life! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !