Religion
My Canary Bird
From Leaves of Grass
Religion
Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
Absorbing deep and full from thoughts, plays, speculations?
But now from thee to me, caged bird, to feel thy joyous warble,
Filling the air, the lonesome room, the long forenoon,
Is it not just as great, O soul?
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MLA
Whitman, Walt. “My Canary Bird.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/whitman/297/.
Chicago
Whitman, Walt. “My Canary Bird.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/whitman/297/.
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