Michael Thomas Martin

1 month ago

O I see now, flashing, that this America is only you and me,
Its power, weapons, testimony, are you and me,
Its crimes, lies, thefts, defections, slavery, are you and me,
Its Congress is you and me—the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
The war—that war so bloody and grim—the war I will henceforth forget—was you and me,
Natural and artificial are you and me,
Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
Past, present, future, are you and me.
Walt Whitman; As I Sat Alone by Blue Ontario’s Shores

2 months ago

Progress

Progress

2 months ago

From Suburban Dreams, Beth Yarnelle Edward

From Suburban Dreams, Beth Yarnelle Edward

2 months ago

3 months ago

California City, CA

California City, CA

5 months ago