When I Read the Book

…from the quills of the dead white poets

Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892)

When I read the book, the biography famous,

And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man’s life?

(As if any man really knew aught of my life,

When even I myself often think know little or nothing of my real life,

Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections

I seek for my own use to trace out here.)

About Paul Jacko

Jacko was born in Czechoslovakia not long before the communist putsch in February 1948. He studied industrial chemistry there and left in 1969 for Australia, where he became a lawyer and established his own practice. He has now retired and beside hunting, fishing, camping, prospecting and playing golf he amuses himself by writing.
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