A Clear Midnight
1819-1892
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
DayPoems Poem No. 2149
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2149.html">A Clear Midnight by Walt Whitman</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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