Living
The Re-echo Club: as by Walt Whitman
From The Re-echo Club
Living
Hail, Camerados!
I salute you,
Also I salute the sewing-machine, and the flour-barrel, and the feather
duster.
What is an aborigine, anyhow?
I see a paste-pot.
Ay, and a well of ink.
Well, well!
Which shall I do?
Ah, the immortal fog!
What am I myself
But a meteor
In a fog?
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Codex Note
A parody by Carolyn Wells, written in the manner of Walt Whitman as a contribution to the imagined Re-Echo Club (Paste-pot and Ink).
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MLA
Wells, Carolyn. “The Re-echo Club: as by Walt Whitman.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/286/.
Chicago
Wells, Carolyn. “The Re-echo Club: as by Walt Whitman.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/286/.
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