The Little Review (littlereview) wrote,
The Little Review

Poem for Thursday and Historic Philly

Me Imperturbe
By Walt Whitman

Me imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,
Master of all, or mistress of all—aplomb in the midst of irrational things,
Imbued as they—passive, receptive, silent as they,
Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes, less important than I thought;
Me private, or public, or menial, or solitary—all these subordinate, (I am eternally equal with the best—I am not subordinate;)
Me toward the Mexican Sea, or in the Mannahatta, or the Tennessee, or far north, or inland,
A river man, or a man of the woods, or of any farm-life in These States, or of the coast, or the lakes, or Kanada,
Me, wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies!
O to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.


Wednesday was warm and muggy, though not painfully so. I had no vehicle all morning because Paul had an eye doctor appointment and Adam needed to go to College Park for training for his lab job, so I worked on my review and got the laundry folded until he got home with a 3D caterpillar he designed.

We watched Olympic basketball and swimming in and around chores, Maddy went to visit the people for whom she house-sat to get paid, then she and Adam baked chocolate chip cookies together (I contributed by making sure the chocolate wasn't poisoned and the cookies were cooked). From historic Philadelphia last weekend:

Liberty Bell

Carpenters Hall

First National Bank

Independence Hall

The Bourse

Entrance to Franklin Court and Post Office

Franklin Court

Commodore Barry, Independence Square

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