/lit/ - Literature

>>22920304
>Books that explore this idea?
Most of Emerson's lectures and essays, and practically all of Whitman's Leaves of Grass.
>I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
>I stand and look at them long and long.

>They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
>They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
>They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
>Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
>Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
>Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.

>>22870266
The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

The last scud of day holds back for me,
It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow’d wilds,

It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun,
I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.