It’s fitting that Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass was first published on this day in 1855.
The past and present wilt—I have fill’d them, emptied them.
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
. . . .
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
From “Song of Myself”
It is equally fitting that I am also reading this weekend “Bourbon: A History of the American Spirit” by Dane Huckelbridge. Written as enjoyably as it is informative.
Thanks to Fred Walker Robbins, Ph.D. for explaining the connections to me.