Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Poem of the Week no. 4: What Am I, After All?

What Am I After All

What am I after all but a child, pleas`d with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over;
I stand apart to hear - it never tires me.

To you your name also;
Did you think there was nothing but two or three
pronunciations in the sound of your name?

Walt Whitman

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