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Monday, July 4, 2011
Ghetto Bards of Queens, New York. Holla'!
|FROM Paumanock starting, I fly like a bird,|
|Around and around to soar, to sing the idea of all;|
|To the north betaking myself, to sing there arctic songs,|
|To Kanada, till I absorb Kanada in myself—to Michigan then,|
|To Wisconsin, Iowa, Minnesota, to sing their songs, (they are inimitable;)|
|Then to Ohio and Indiana to sing theirs—to Missouri and Kansas and Arkansas, to sing theirs,|
|To Tennessee and Kentucky—to the Carolinas and Georgia, to sing theirs,|
|To Texas, and so along up toward California, to roam accepted everywhere;|
|To sing first, (to the tap of the war-drum, if need be,)|
|The idea of all—of the western world, one and inseparable.|
|And then the song of each member of These States.|
- Walt Whitman
Above: Pomonok 1952