Now I will do nothing but listento accrue what I hear into this song. To let sounds contribute toward it. I hear the sound I love. The sound of the human voice. I hear all sounds running together.
Walt WhitmanAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: May 31, 1819
- Died: March 26, 1892
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