“Of Memory, Reminiscence, and Writing”
Past and present and future are not disjoined
but joined. The greatest poet forms the consistence
of what is to be from what has been
and is. He drags the dead out of their coffins
and stands them again on their feet. . . . he
says to the past, Rise and walk before me
that I may realize you. He learns the lesson. . . .
he places himself where the future becomes
present. The greatest poet does not
only dazzle his rays over character and scenes
and passions. ... he finally ascends and finishes
all. ... he exhibits the pinnacles that no
man can tell what they are for or what is
beyond. ... he glows a moment on the extremest
verge.
—Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
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