<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Apple from Walt Whitman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's never been a poet where I live,<br>but I grew up in the shade of Whitman's name:<br>born in West Hills—our hills—he would have walked<br>our paths along the crest. I walked Whitman Road,<br>crashed the Whitman Drive-In, stole a book<br>from the sci-fi rack at the Melville-Whitman Pharmacy,<br>even played lacrosse against Whitman High;<br>we lost three times, the guys from Halfway Hollow,<br>to young men with Whitman in white on their varsity jackets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother tells a story about Thanksgiving,<br>back when kids went begging in rags and blackface:<br>how Carrie Wicks's sister said she got<br>an apple from Walt Whitman, right at his house,<br>an old man with a beard. The big kids laughed,<br>knowing the white-haired caretaker was no one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I set no foot inside the Whitman House<br>or Leaves of Grass till after I went away,<br>but I'm better having grown up with the name,<br>the house and hills of a poet everyone knew,<br>a poet big enough in the mothers' stories<br>for a girl to believe he came to the door with a long<br>white beard and smiled and handed her an apple.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If a poet the size of Whitman named our few<br>square miles and a few in Jersey it's going to take<br>a lot more big ones to hand us all a welcome<br>sweet as a Thanksgiving apple from Walt Whitman,<br>white-haired care-taker, seed of mothers' stories,<br>Appleseed of our poetry: nourishment, shade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Torgersen">Eric Torgersen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389751" data-title="An Apple from Walt Whitman de Eric Torgersen" data-description="There's never been a poet where I live, but I grew up in the shade of Whitman's name: born in West Hills—our hills—he would have walked our paths along the crest. I walked Whitman Road, crashed the Whitman Drive-In, stole a book from the sci-f..."></div> </div> </div>

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