After The Supper And Talk

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Title:     After The Supper And Talk
Author: Walt Whitman [More Titles by Whitman]

After the supper and talk--after the day is done,

As a friend from friends his final withdrawal prolonging,

Good-bye and Good-bye with emotional lips repeating,
(So hard for his hand to release those hands--no more will they meet,

No more for communion of sorrow and joy, of old and young,

A far-stretching journey awaits him, to return no more,)

Shunning, postponing severance--seeking to ward off the last word ever so little,

E'en at the exit-door turning--charges superfluous calling back--e'en as he descends the steps,

Something to eke out a minute additional--shadows of nightfall deepening,

Farewells, messages lessening--dimmer the forthgoer's visage and form,

Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness--loth, O so loth to depart!

Garrulous to the very last.

[The end]
Walt Whitman's poem: After The Supper And Talk

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