Freest of the Free

for Walt Whitman

O Captain! Our Captain!
patriarch of the modern poet tree, always aiming
to be the freest of the free, even i too

Am a pupil of you, heeding evolution as a departure
from the masters, excavating
the exquisite canon

Of your Leaves of Grass mapped out like the long
winding road of life ushering us
back through the mine of

Your beautiful mind — full of vagaries, vigor
and vitality, full of lore to be
explored, even still

Tomorrow, for ages to follow.