As I Sit Writing Here
1819-1892
As I sit writing here, sick and grown old,
Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,
Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering ennui,
May filter in my dally songs.
DayPoems Poem No. 2174
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2174.html">As I Sit Writing Here by Walt Whitman</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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