Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE POETS AT TEA: 10. WALT WHITMAN, WHO DIDN'T STAY MORE THAN A MINUTE, by BARRY PAIN Poet's Biography First Line: One cup for my self-hood Last Line: Allons, from all bat-eyed formula. Subject(s): Food & Eating; Poetry & Poets; Tea; Whitman, Walt (1819-1891) | ||||||||
One cup for myself-hood, Many for you. Allons, camerados, we will drink together, O hand-in-hand! That tea-spoon, please, when you've done with it. What butter-colour'd hair you've got. I don't want to be personal. All right, then, you needn't. You're a stale-cadaver. Eighteen-pence if the bottles are returned. Allons, from all bat-eyed formula. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO WALT WHITMAN by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TWO RAMAGES FOR OLD MASTERS by ROBERT BLY QUIRKS: 2. THAT AFTERNOON I REMEMBERED by JOHN CIARDI READING WALT WHITMAN by CALVIN FORBES FOR WALT WHITMAN by DAVID IGNATOW WAITING INSIDE by DAVID IGNATOW WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS by DAVID IGNATOW METAMORPHOSES: 3. PERSEUS (WALT WHITMAN) by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM |
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