Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone

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Title:     Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone
Author: Walt Whitman [More Titles by Whitman]

Not meagre, latent boughs alone, O songs! (scaly and bare, like eagles' talons,)

But haply for some sunny day (who knows?) some future spring, some summer--bursting forth,

To verdant leaves, or sheltering shade--to nourishing fruit,

Apples and grapes--the stalwart limbs of trees emerging--the fresh, free, open air,

And love and faith, like scented roses blooming.

[The end]
Walt Whitman's poem: Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone

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