FEINBERG/WHITMAN DAIRIES, etc. Diary Notes 1879 & 1884 (DCN 58) Box 3 Folder 4 ("On flowers") Walt Whitman WALT WHITMAN Gorgeous Flowers Sunday morning in the Woods Original Holograph Notes 1884 79 gorgeous flowers. Aug: 9 - As I walk the suburbs a town where I am temporary staying of my town ^ great sun flowers bend their tall and stately discs in full bloom in silent salute to the day- many + gorgeous blossoms. orb. ^ Roses of Sharon are out - both the white ones and the red . Then the tawny trumpet flower its rich - deep orange - yellow on copious vines, in back yards, and on the gables of old houses. Great balls of the of the blue hydrangea are not uncommon. I stop long before a tall clumps of Japanese sunflowers. Sunday Morning in the woods Early May '84 As I saunter along, I mark the [round brown knobs of the cedar apples, the] profuse pink- and-white of the wild honeysuckle, the creamy blossoming of the dog-wood. Delicate smells too, every thing most fragrant, early in the season, odors of pine and oak and the [old] flowering grape-vines -- the difference between shady places and strong sunshine -- the holy Sabbath morning. the myriad living columns of the temple -- the soothing silence -- the incense of some moss, and the earth. fragrance after a rain, [sonechou?] strangely touching the soul. Aug: 9 '79. Gorgeous flowers - As I walk the suburbs of a town where I am temporarily staying, great sun-flowers bend their tall and stately discs in full bloom in silent salute to the day-orb. Many other gorgeous blossoms, Roses of Sharon are out - both the white ones and the red. Then the tawny trumpet flower, its rich-deep orange-yellow on copious vines, in back yards, and on the gables of old houses. Great balls of the blue hydrangea are not uncommon. I stop long before a tall clump of Japanese sunflowers. Sunday morning early May '84. in the woods As I saunter along, I mark the profuse pink and white of the wild honeysuckle, the creamy blossoming of the dog-wood. Delicate smells too everything most fragrant early in the season - odors of pine and oak and the flowering grape-vines - the difference between shady places and strong sunshine - the holy Sabbath morning - the myriad living columns of the temple - the soothing silence - the incense of some moss, and the earth fragrance after a rain strangely touching the soul. Transcribed and reviewed by contributors participating in the By The People project at crowd.loc.gov.