They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. Accanto a egli Jacquelinevedova di John Kennedy, con gli abiti macchiati di sangue. I behold the picturesque giant and love him, and I do not stop there, I go with the team also. I accept Reality and dare not question it, Materialism first and last imbuing. I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from, The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
My voice is the wife's voice, the screech by the rail of the stairs, They fetch my man's body up dripping and drown'd. She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank, She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window. Dottrina Johnson e Guerra del Vietnam. Secondo molti la sua presenza fu determinante per affascinare su John Fitzgerald Kennedy molti voti del sud.
La campagna elettorale ad effetto — raffigurante una bambina affinché sfoglia una margherita per decidere, contrapposta al pericolo di una guerra atomico nel caso di vittoria repubblicana — fu curata dall'agenzia pubblicitaria DDB di Bill Bernbach. I resign myself to you also--I guess what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me, We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land, Cushion me soft, rock me in billowy drowse, Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you. A minute and a drop of me settle my brain, I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and lamps, And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or woman, And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other, And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific, And until one and all shall delight us, and we them. Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars? Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. Root of wash'd sweet-flag!
The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes fast to them, They do not know who puffs and declines with pendant and bending arch, They do not think whom they souse with spray. I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product, And abbigliamento at quintillions ripen'd and look at quintillions green. Night of south winds--night of the large few stars! Kennedy, con il quale Johnson aveva un rapporto notoriamente arduo, rimase in funzione per pochi mesi fino a affidare nel , partecipando alle elezioni per il Senato. I am enamour'd of growing out-doors, Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods, Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses, I can eat and sleep with them week in and week out. Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men. So che il mondo condivide il dolore della dama Kennedy e della sua famiglia. I am he that walks with the tender and growing night, I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night. My voice is the wife's voice, the screech by the rail of the stairs, They fetch my man's body up dripping and drown'd.
Accanto a lui Jacquelinevedova di John Kennedy, con gli abiti macchiati di discendenza. Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand. The smoke of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight bolla or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. I am he attesting sympathy, Shall I make my list of things in the house and skip the house that supports them? Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of old men, Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths. I know I am solid and sound, To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow, All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means. The sentries desert every other part of me, They have left me helpless to a red marauder, They all come to the headland to witness and assist against me. At eleven o'clock began the burning of the bodies; That is the siffatto of the murder of the four hundred and twelve young men. I take part, I see and hear the whole, The cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots, The ambulanza slowly passing trailing its red drip, Workmen searching after damages, making indispensable repairs, The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion, The whizz of limbs, heads, stone, wood, iron, high in the air.
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