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Home: Poetry: Walt Whitman: Native Moments
| NATIVE MOMENTS |
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a poem by Walt Whitman
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- Native moments--when you come upon me--ah you are here now,
- Give me now libidinous joys only,
- Give me the drench of my passions, give me life coarse and rank,
- To-day I go consort with Nature's darlings, to-night too,
- I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men,
- I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers,
- The echoes ring with our indecent calls, I pick out some low person for my dearest friend,
- He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done,
- I will play a part no longer, why should I exile myself from my companions?
- O you shunn'd persons, I at least do not shun you,
- I come forthwith in your midst, I will be your poet,
- I will be more to you than to any of the rest.
| "Native Moments" is reprinted from Leaves of Grass. Walt Whitman. Brooklyn: Fowler & Wells, 1856. |
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