by Whitman · Cluster: Identity · Free Verse · Eternal Return
Abstract
A brief lyric on transience and origin: the late poems as the lingering concluding drops of a passing shower, drifting from an unknown source.
Connections
Motifs: Water Themes & Concepts: Transience, Mortality, Self and Cosmos Forms & Genres: Free Verse
Testo integrale / Full text
Cluster: GOOD-BYE MY FANCY
And whence and why come you?
We know not whence, (was the answer,)
We only know that we drift here with the rest,
That we linger’d and lagg’d—but were wafted at last, and are now here,
To make the passing shower’s concluding drops.