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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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TEARS.
In the night, in solitude, tears, |
On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, |
Tears, not a star shining, all dark and desolate, |
Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head; |
O who is that ghost? that form in the dark, with tears? |
What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand? |
Streaming tears, sobbing tears, throes, choked with wild cries; |
O storm, embodied, rising, careering with swift steps along the
beach!
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O wild and dismal night storm, with wind—O belching and des-
perate!
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O shade so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance
and regulated pace,
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But away at night as you fly, none looking—O then the unloosen'd
ocean,
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