Okay kiddos we’re in the homestretch (or the dying throws) of 2014’s National Poetry Month.
It’s Monday and I’m
hungover running late so you all can talk amongst yourselves. Or you can talk to yourselves as long as you speak softly.
Today’s poet is Walt Whitman, a man of many faces. His self-published Leaves of Grass (as you may already know but humor me) was the feature of this year’s NPM poster. I’d like to say I had a hand in that. 😉
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.
From Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself.”