AFTER the Sea-Ship—after the whistling winds; 
After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes, 
Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks, 
Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship: 
Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,
Waves, undulating waves—liquid, uneven, emulous waves, 
Toward that whirling current, laughing and buoyant, with curves, 
Where the great Vessel, sailing and tacking, displaced the surface; 
Larger and smaller waves, in the spread of the ocean, yearnfully flowing; 
The wake of the Sea-Ship, after she passes—flashing and frolicsome, under the sun,
A motley procession, with many a fleck of foam, and many fragments, 
Following the stately and rapid Ship—in the wake following.

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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 47. After the Sea-Ship.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 20. Leaves of Grass
Year: Published/Written in 1900

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