The Poetry Corner

Savantism

By Walt Whitman

Thither, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and nestling close, always obligated; Thither hours, months, years thither trades, compacts, establishments, even the most minute; Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, persons, estates; Thither we also, I with my leaves and songs, trustful, admirant, As a father, to his father going, takes his children along with him.