31 May 2021: Obligatory annual “Happy birthday to my poetry boyfriend, Walt” post. Here he is giving us post-vaccine summer vibes. Hard not to get emotional:
“I have perceived that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful curious breathing laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them . . to touch any one . . . . to rest my arm ever so lightly round
his or her neck for a moment . . . . what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight . . . . I swim in it as in a sea.”
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