Full of life now, compact, visible, I, forty years old the eighty-third year of the States, To one a century hence or any number of centuries hence, To you yet unborn these, seeking you. When you read these I that was visible am become invisible, Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me, Fancying how happy you were if I could be with you and become your comrade; Be it as if I were with you. (Be not too certain but I am now with you.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JAWEH AND ALLAH BATTLE by ALLEN GINSBERG BONDAGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE CRESCENT MOON by AMY LOWELL STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM |