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[jammypac]

"you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turned over upon me,
and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my barestript heart,
and reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet."
-walt whitman

Pure beauty.

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[liquidmanifesto]

agreed.

[v_krishna]

go in to my room and look for this book 'spontaneous mind' - it is a collection of interviews with ginsburg, and there are a few great interviews where he talks about Whitman and modern america.

ps - hi from maine!