The Hammock Papers
A forest of things.
14 October 2019
On.
O to have my life henceforth my poem of joys!
To dance, clap hands, exult, shout, skip, leap, roll on,
float on,
An athlete—full of rich words—full of joys.
Walt Whitman, from "Poems of Joy"
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