voices Q As long as Whitman has been featured here recently, let's do a take on his " Voices ": Now I make a red leaf of blathers - for I've found barely a thing mightier than they occasionally are, I've found that many a word, or pseudoword, redblathered is beautiful, in its place. Oh, what is it in me that makes me tremble so at good redblathers? Surely, whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her I shall follow, As the water follows the moon, silently, with fluid steps, anywhere around the globe up onto another redblather shore. All waits for the right reds; Where is the practis’d and perfect redblather? Where is the develop’d Soul? For I see every word, well redblathered thence, has deeper, sweeter, new sounds in the heightened mind; impossible on less terms, my mind then wanders back to blue. I see brains and lips closed—tympans and temples unstruck, Until that comes which has the quality to strike and to unclose, Until that comes which has the quality to bring forth what lies slumbering, forever ready, in all words well redblathered. 011216 ... amy thumbs up on this one, for instance! 040303 what's it to you? who go blather from