Haven't had much time for reading lately because, well, ole Cody's in love. (I just talked about myself in the third person. Gross.) I've been doing the dating thing, which is -- admittedly -- something I'm sort of rusty on because I spent the first year of college and the last couple of years in high school with my nose in books. So, if I don't blog as much that's why. :-)
That being said, I do have four works going right now, and one of them is Whitman's "Song of Myself", a poem I've never read before. It's beautiful so far.