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Multitudes
Minted with Manifold
the Mother of All
Multitude #17
“
The noble sire fallen on evil days,
I saw with hand uplifted, menacing, brandishing,
(Memories of old in abeyance, love and faith in abeyance,)
The insane knife toward the Mother of All.
”
—Walt Whitman
Multitudes are Seeded by Leaves of Grass.
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She does not tarry to smooth her hair nor adjust her cap
(Multitude #23)
him or her who remains jagged and broken
(Multitude #22)
rejected by the rest
(Multitude #21)
Beginners
(Multitude #20)
ANON #3
men and women as dreams or dots
(Multitude #19)
Ceaselessly musing
(Multitude #18)
the Mother of All
(Multitude #17)
trinity warily watching
(Multitude #24)
