2015.0210- Poet of the Earth; I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul. The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of the hell are with me. The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man.
And i say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man.
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
I chant the chant of dilation or pride.
We have had ducking and depreciating about enough.
I show that size is only development.
Have you outstrip the rest? are you the President?
It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass on.
I am he that walks the tender and growing night.
I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.
This appeared in the newspaper, DNA and is now reproduced for the information of the members of “sundercircle”.