by Whitman · Cluster: Identity · Free Verse · Eternal Return
Abstract
Sounds of organ, autumn winds and opera are surpassed by the pulse of the beloved heard against the body; love, music and song, autumn, the body.
Connections
Motifs: Music and Song, Autumn, Wind Themes & Concepts: Romantic Love, Body Forms & Genres: Free Verse
Testo integrale / Full text
Cluster: CHILDREN OF ADAM
I heard you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn I
pass’d the church,
Winds of autumn, as I walk’d the woods at dusk I heard your long-
stretch’d sighs up above so mournful,
I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the
soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of the
wrists around my head,
Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last
night under my ear.