Poem of the Month: O Me, O Life! by Walt Whitman

Creative Writing Ibiza

October flew – here I am on the 30th only just adding my poem of the month. Work. Moving. Family. Love. What good, amid these, o time taken to memorise poetry? Answer: that the enrichment outweighs the effort.

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Oh Me, O Life!  by Walt Whitman

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,

Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,

Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)

Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,

Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,

Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,

The question, O me! so sad, recurring – What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer:

That you are…

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