1861 by Walt Whitman

1861
ARM'D year! year of the struggle!
No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year!
Not you as some pale poetling, seated at a desk, lisping cadenzas
piano;
But as a strong man, erect, clothed in blue clothes, advancing,
carrying a rifle on your shoulder,
With well-gristled body and sunburnt face and hands--with a knife in
the belt at your side,
As I heard you shouting loud--your sonorous voice ringing across the
continent;
Your masculine voice, O year, as rising amid the great cities,
Amid the men of Manhattan I saw you, as one of the workmen, the
dwellers in Manhattan;
Or with large steps crossing the prairies out of Illinois and
Indiana,
Rapidly crossing the West with springy gait, and descending the
Alleghanies; 10
Or down from the great lakes, or in Pennsylvania, or on deck along
the Ohio river;
Or southward along the Tennessee or Cumberland rivers, or at
Chattanooga on the mountain top,
Saw I your gait and saw I your sinewy limbs, clothed in blue, bearing
weapons, robust year;
Heard your determin'd voice, launch'd forth again and again;
Year that suddenly sang by the mouths of the round-lipp'd cannon,
I repeat you, hurrying, crashing, sad, distracted year.

Poetry of the day review:
 Its kinda funny, its like he is making funny of the act of war period. Not just the year. Not just the side. I believe this poem refers the whole act of "my idea is better then yours lets shoot each other to prove testicle size". Pic related.. its 1861 in the USA.

Word of the day is:

imbroglio

   \ im-BROHL-yoh \  , noun;

1.

A complicated and embarrassing state of things.

2.

A confused or complicated disagreement or misunderstanding.

3.

An intricate, complicated plot, as of a drama or work of fiction.

4.

A confused mass; a tangle.

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