my blog has been linked to my now former work website for the last year, i would guess that it's appropriate to say goodbye to any readers from that origin. no doubt, i will miss this particular work, but i am ready to let this part of my life sail away, and welcome a new destination. and to all my current readers, thank you for indulging me these last few weeks while i have tried to regain my balance. weebles wobble, but they don't fall down.
Good-Bye My Fancy!
BY
Walt Whitman
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Good-bye my Fancy!
Farewell dear mate, dear love!
I'm going away, I know not where,
Or to what fortune, or whether I may ever see you again,
So Good-bye my Fancy.
Now for my last--let me look back a moment;
The slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,
Exit, nightfall, and soon the heart-thud stopping.
Long have we lived, joy'd, caress'd together;
Delightful!--now separation--Good-bye my Fancy.
Yet let me not be too hasty,
Long indeed have we lived, slept, filter'd, become really blended
into one;
Then if we die we die together, (yes, we'll remain one,)
If we go anywhere we'll go together to meet what happens,
May-be we'll be better off and blither, and learn something,
May-be it is yourself now really ushering me to the true songs, (who
knows?)
May-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing, turning--so now finally,
Good-bye--and hail! my Fancy.
3 comments:
Well, it seems appropriate to be saying goodbye. And I like the analogy of a Weeble. As I kid, I tried everything I could imagine to make it not wobble. The thing was 'unbreakable.'
What an intriguing and somehow appropriate pairing of Whitman and Lauper.
Walt is the man.
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