Walt Whitman Trickle Drops
Home > Primary Sources > Poetry > Walt Whitman > Walt Whitman: Trickle Drops TrendingHere are the facts and trivia that people are buzzing about. Did Birds Evolve from Dinosaurs? The Twelve Dancing Princesses Current Events This Week: January 2023 African Americans by the Numbers Andersen’s Fairy Tales: Contents The Celtic Twilight: A Teller of Tales Trickle DropsTrickle drops! my blue veins leaving! O drops of me! trickle, slow drops, Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops, From wounds made to free you whence you were prison’d, From my face, from my forehead and lips, From my breast, from within where I was conceal’d, press forth red drops, confession drops, Stain every page, stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody drops, Let them know your scarlet heat, let them glisten, Saturate them with yourself all ashamed and wet, Glow upon all I have written or shall write, bleeding drops, Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops....