Salut au Monde!, by Walt Whitman
1 O take my hand Walt Whitman!
Such gliding ...
Whale Poems
A Song of Joys, by Walt Whitman
O to make the most jubilant song!
Full of musi...
Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
The World Below the Brine, by Walt Whitman
The world below the brine,
Forests at the bot...
Whale Tooth, by Julie Rutherford
A whale's tooth
Lays on the window sill,
The...
Visions of the Daughters of Albion, by William Blake
The Argument I lovè d Theotormon,
An...
Remembering Permeability, by B. T. Joy
the idea is not to strive to be permeable to e...
An Arctic Vision, by Bret Harte
Where the short-legged Eskimo
Waddle in the ic...
Hymn to Delos, by Callimachus
O when, my soul, wilt thou resound the praise...
Lady Grey Hair of Seattle Seduction and Pacific Pleasantry, by Calvera Tomczak
Soggy basin bellows smoke and steam over the pi...
The Aurora Borealis, by Dugald Moore
Are ye unholy shadows, that by fits
Start fro...
The Whale, by Isaac McLellan
Sailing across the lonely seas,
Sailing acros...
The Whale, by S. Moore
Today I saw the captured whale,
And viewed it...
The Famous Tay Whale, by William McGonagall
’Twas in the month of December, and in the year...