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Lest we forget how we hurt one another .......

Words of Reconciliation

by Walt Whitman


Word over all, beautiful as the sky,

Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost,

That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again

and ever again, this soiled world;

For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead,

I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin— I draw near,

Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.


First published in When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom'd (1865)


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Taken on June 3, 2008