Is it the prophet's thought I speak, or am I raving?—Walt Whitman, "Prayer of Columbus" (1874/1881)
What do I know of life? what of myself?
I know not even my own work past or present,
Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me,
Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition,
Mocking, perplexing me.
Monday, April 8, 2013
'their mighty parturition'
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