Camden House & Grave
The Whitman House:
Dr. Hof's class @ the Whitman House
Whitman's stagecoach step, outside the house
The back of Whitman's Camden house
the back of Whitman's house
Final Resting Place (on a beautiful fall day!):
Whitman's grave: Camden, NJ - Harleigh Cemetary
Whitman's grave marker
I depart as air, I shake my white locks
At the runaway sun,
I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it
In lacy jags.
I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow
from the grass I love.
If you want me again look for me under
your boot soles.
Whitman's view... the runaway sun
Filed in Uncategorized 2 Comments so far
lizmoser on 03 Dec 2009 at 7:32 pm #
Sara Lanier on 05 Aug 2010 at 6:43 am #
finding myself fighting off the possessors of
the man’s works for their own vainglory or profit,
this kindly and beautiful accolade allowed
me to reconnect with his true spirit.
Walt Whitman has found his
electronic temenos here.