Me impertube

…from the quills of the dead white poets

Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892)

green.woodsMe impertube, standing at ease in Nature,

Master of all or mistress of all, aplomb in the midst of irrational things,

Imbued as they, passive, receptive, silent as they,

Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes,

less important that I thought,

Me towards the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennessee,

or far north or inland,

A river man, or man of the woods or of any farm-life of these States

or of the coast, or the lakes of Kanada,

Me wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies,

To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs,

as the trees and animals do.

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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