The words of the true poems give you more than poems, they give you to form for yourself poems, religions, politics, war, peace, behavior, histories, essays, daily life, & everything else, they balance the ranks,...

Argue not concerning God,…re-examine all that you have been told at church or school or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your soul…

This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me

To the real artist in humanity, what are called bad manners are often the most picturesque and significant of all.

Urge and urge and urge,Always the procreant urge of the world.

A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must...

Songs of myselfClear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, Till that becomes unseen...

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

When I Read the Book”When I read the book, the biography famous, And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man’s life? And so will some one when I am dead and...

If you want me again look for me under your boot soles.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

I exist as I am, that is enough,If no other in the world be aware I sit content,And if each and all be aware I sit content.One world is aware, and by the far the...

Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.

Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn’d love; But now I think there is no unreturn’d love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a...

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness – ignorance, credulity – helps your enjoyment of...

Re-examine all that you have been told, dismiss that which insults your soul.

poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.All seems beautiful to me.Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me;Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed,...

I tramp a perpetual journey.

We were together. I forget the rest.

Peace is always beautiful.

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runway sun, I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love. If you want me again look for me under...

O you youths, Western youths,So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,Pioneers! O pioneers!