Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 14. Trickle Drops

Trickle drops! my blue veins leaving!
O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,
Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops,
From wounds made to free you whence you were prison'd,
From my face, from my forehead and lips,
From my breast, from within where I was conceal'd, press forth red
      drops, confession drops,
Stain every page, stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody drops,
Let them know your scarlet heat, let them glisten,
Saturate them with yourself all ashamed and wet,
Glow upon all I have written or shall write, bleeding drops,
Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops.

1. Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 14. Portals
2. Leaves of Grass. 30. Whispers of Heavenly Death. 6. As If a Phantom Caress'd Me
3. Leaves of Grass. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 13. Weave in, My Hardy Life
4. Leaves of Grass. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 21. As I Walk These Broad Majestic Days
5. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 4. On, on the Same, Ye Jocund Twain!

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