back in Walt's hood.

from Leaves of Grass pg. 30

things here are old and so, it seems you are that much closer to people who were long dead when you started reading them. started thinking them. walt whitman is a long dead friend who walked these streets more than a hundred years ago. he seems closer now.

""Four of Walt Whitman's early notebooks containing fragments and revisions of the poem "Song of Myself," as well as notes of wounded Civil War soldiers' needs, are being returned to the custody of the Library, some 50 years after they mysteriously disappeared from LC's manuscript collections.

The notebooks, together with a cardboard butterfly photographed on the 19th-century poet's finger, came to light last month at Sotheby's in New York. A New York lawyer settling his father's estate took the four notebooks and the butterfly to Sotheby's for appraisal. He told Sotheby's the items were a gift to his father, who had them for some 30 years.""

"bed 15 — wants an orange. . .bed 59 wants some liquorice. . .27 wants some figs and a book."