Behavior lawless as snow-flakes, words simple as grass,
uncomb’d
head, laughter, and naivete,
Slow-stepping feet, common features, common modes
and emanations,
They descend in new forms from the tips of his fingers,
They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath,
they fly out of
the glance of his eyes.
40 Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over! You light surfaces only, I force surfaces and depths also.
Earth! you seem to look for something at my hands,
Say, old top-knot, what do you want?
Man or woman, I might tell how I like you, but cannot,
And might tell what it is in me and what it is in
you, but cannot,
And might tell that pining I have, that pulse of my
nights and days.
Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity,
When I give I give myself.
You there, impotent, loose in the knees,
Open your scarf’d chops till I blow grit within
you,
Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets,
I am not to be denied, I compel, I have stores plenty
and to spare,
And any thing I have I bestow.
I do not ask who you are, that is not important to
me,
You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will
infold you.
To cotton-field drudge or cleaner of privies I lean,
On his right cheek I put the family kiss,
And in my soul I swear I never will deny him.
On women fit for conception I start bigger and nimbler
babes.
(This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant
republics.)
To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob
of the door.
Turn the bed-clothes toward the foot of the bed,
Let the physician and the priest go home.
I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless
will,
O despairer, here is my neck,
By God, you shall not go down! hang your whole weight
upon me.
I dilate you with tremendous breath, I buoy you up,
Every room of the house do I fill with an arm’d
force,
Lovers of me, bafflers of graves.
Sleep—I and they keep guard all night,
Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon
you,
I have embraced you, and henceforth possess you to
myself,
And when you rise in the morning you will find what
I tell you is so.
41 I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on their backs, And for strong upright men I bring yet more needed help.
I heard what was said of the universe,
Heard it and heard it of several thousand years;
It is middling well as far as it goes—but
is that all?
Magnifying and applying come I,
Outbidding at the start the old cautious hucksters,
Taking myself the exact dimensions of Jehovah,
Lithographing Kronos, Zeus his son, and Hercules his
grandson,
Buying drafts of Osiris, Isis, Belus, Brahma, Buddha,
In my portfolio placing Manito loose, Allah on a leaf,
the crucifix


