(from The Nation, June 30, 2008 )

I sing to the last the equalities modern or old,
I sing the endless finales of things,
I say Nature continues, glory continues
I praise with electric voice,
For I do not see one imperfection in the universe,
And I do not see one cause or result lamentable at last in the universe.

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Walt Whiteman, Song at Sunset (Leaves of Grass)
(I’m sure one could find even more apt lines, but I said the Fatihah and opened his book at random and transcribe here what I found there)

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Poet, artist, collagist, publisher, hoping to save a little bit of the world through ecstatic utterance... ordered in balanced lines and unpremeditated images...
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