Now I am curious what sight can ever be more stately and admirable to me than my mast-hemm’d Manhattan ... My river and sun-set, and my scallop-edg’d waves of flood-tide, the sea-gulls oscillating their bodies, the hay-boat in the twilight and the belated lighter .. Curious what Gods can exceed these that clasp me by the hand, and with voices I love call me promptly and loudly by my nighest name as I approach .. Curious what is more subtle than this which ties me to the woman or man that looks in my face, which fuses me into you now, and pours my meaning into you.
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 23:15:05 +0000
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