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 How to Actually LOSE Weight This Holiday Season Why the average American gains 1-8 lbs. during the holiday season. (1:33) Strategies to Lose Weight This Holiday Season: (14:40) #1 - Exercise at home to build muscle. (16:20) #2 - Walk after meals. (22:42) #3 - Eat high-protein foods first. (28:19) #4 - Undulate calories. (31:48) #5 - Utilize HIIT for short periods for calorie burn. (34:04) Listener Questions: What are the best holiday foods and what are the worst? (36:27) Which alcohol does the least damage? (38:53) I get stressed for holiday parties in fear of fat gain. Should I skip them? (40:13) Related Links/Products Mentioned Special Promotion: Ultimate At-Home Workout Bundle (MAPS Anywhere, MAPS Suspension & MAPS HIIT) for ONLY 99.99!  Visit Entera Skincare for an exclusive offer for Mind Pump listeners! ** Promo code MPM at checkout for 10% off their order or 10% off their first month of a subscribe-and-save. ** Holiday weight gain: Americans expect to add 8 pounds over the next month Tuesday Nov. 12 @ 4PM (PST) – TRAIN THE TRAINER WEBINAR SERIES : The Key for Personal Trainers to Retain Clients During the Holiday Season Visit PRx Performance for an exclusive offer for Mind Pump listeners! ** No Code for a 5% discount that gets automatically applied at checkout!!! ** Mind Pump #2137: The Best Suspension Training Workout Plan For Beginners Mind Pump #2080: Get Jacked With Bands! The Case For Taking a Walk After You Eat How to Undulate Your Calories for Faster Weight Loss & an Improved Metabolism – Mind Pump TV Mind Pump #1307: How To Make Your HIIT Workout More Effective The health benefits of strong relationships Mind Pump Podcast – YouTube Mind Pump Free Resources  

Our practice today is going to open and stretch out our spines! Undulate - the dictionary describes this word as meaning “move or go with a smooth up and down motion” It is also said to mean something moving in a wavy pattern. The first time I really grew accustomed to this word was when I started my own yoga journey. Finding myself in the hands and knees or “table top” pose, we were moving into doing some cat/cows, postures which would undulate the spine - I found this word intriguing - amusing - maybe even a bit sexy??Also! Avery has a weekly Substack called Declutter U. It is full of great ideas to declutter your life. Sign up now and start making space in your life.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for December 14, 2022 is: undulate • UN-juh-layt • verb Undulate is a formal word that means “to move or be shaped like waves.” // Onlookers were mesmerized by the beautiful rows of lavender undulating across the field. See the entry > Examples: “It's always windy in the world of Horizon Forbidden West, the new sequel to Sony's 2017 hit Horizon Zero Dawn. The wind takes different forms depending on where in that world you are. ... And wherever you are, protagonist Aloy's long, auburn braids undulate and toss in a lively way that probably took a team of animators months to model.” — Ben Lindbergh, The Ringer, 16 Feb. 2022 Did you know? Undulate and inundate (“to cover something with a flood of water”) are word cousins that flow from unda, the Latin word for “wave.” No surprise there. But would you have guessed that abound, surround, and redound are also unda offspring? While their modern definitions have nothing to do with waves or water, at some point in their early histories, they all meant “to overflow,” and caught a wave from there.

Many of us invoke the common phrase “Is nothing sacred?!” when we feel that something of value to us isn't experienced the same way by others. What if we told you that everything could be sacred, to the extent that we make it so?All of us hold certain things sacred in our lives, whether it be a memento, an icon, a place, a ritual, maybe some kind of religious artifact or even a cuddly toy from our childhood. But how often do we give thought to what it is that makes these things sacred for us?This episode is a reminder from Thom that we can get more depth, more richness out of life, firstly by appreciating how we make things sacred, and secondly by choosing to make more things sacred in our life. Thom invites us to go beyond the symbolic nature of that which we hold sacred and to actually have a conscious relationship with it. He also shares how nothing is off the table when it comes to holding something sacred, leaving us open to the possibility of living a life where nothing is taken for granted and everything is available for appreciation. Episode Highlights: [00:45] What Makes Things Sacred?[02:47] Prana Pratishtha — Becoming the Sentient[04:40] Everyone has Experienced Love[06:23] Bringing Sentience Together in an Alliance[07:49] The Process of Navajo Weaving...[09:13] Prana Pratistha in Action[10:47] The World Reflects Back to Us[13:00] The Man Who Enjoyed Himself in Prison[15:06] The World is for Us as We Can Be for it[17:04] Shoes-Off Rooms[18:39] A Special Room[19:41] Nobody's Watching[21:13] Prana Pratishtha Creates a State of Consciousness[22:37] The Unified Field Starts to Undulate[24:43] Everything is Natural[25:42] The Capacity to Awaken Consciousness[27:26] Many Layers of Sophistication[28:29] Two Dreamers Don't Dream the Same Dream[29:57] Infinite Potential[31:18] Turiya—The Fourth Consciousness State[33:07] Cosmic Consciousness—The Fifth State[35:09] God Consciousness and Unity Consciousness[36:48] Consciousness Manifests Itself in One's Surroundings[38:11] Same World, Different Experience[39:55] What Effect Are We Having on the World?[41:18] Inviting the World Into Our Consciousness State[42:36] Nothing is Inanimate.[44:45] The Gold and the Diamond Qualities[45:54] Disgusting[46:58] Make the World We Want to Make[48:31] Culturing Our EnvironmentUseful Linksinfo@thomknoles.com https://thomknoles.com/https://www.instagram.com/thethomknoles/https://www.facebook.com/thethomknoleshttps://www.youtube.com/c/thomknoles https://thomknoles.com/ask-thom-anything/

"Wait until you're my age, you'll understand what I'm talking about."Everyone has heard this uttered to them by many different people, multiple times over the years. I can't recall how many times I've heard this...yet, I'm the one saying it now.As we age, our body simply can't handle the same abuse it was capable of when we were younger. Well actually, it can...it just takes it's toll a lot faster, and requires a lot more time, energy and resources to recover from.In this episode of my 5 minute fitness tips, I discuss some of my top tips for training after 30, which include:- Spend more time preparing for hard training- Prioritise recovery mechanisms- Conduct maintenance work- Undulate training intensity and volume- Schedule in deloadsLinks mentioned in the show.My YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0j6d2yWtz2ULower crossed syndrome: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqGw7_qzWbgUpper crossed syndrome: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-5vF0xTYcvk&t=42sMy IG handle: https://www.instagram.com/coach_kobes/Swiss 8 app: https://swiss8.org/the-app/BeSpunki: https://bespunki.com.au/USE THE CODE "KOBES10" FOR YOUR DISCOUNTRate and Review: https://lovethepodcast.com/livetrainperform

Rapid Implementation Guide - Lesson 3 How to bring back program periodisation and become your own pro S&C coach Step 1: Undulate your training between high and low volumes Step 2: Update your workouts every 4 weeks to avoid plateaus Step 3: Include a peek and deload week for maximum results The closure of gyms highlighted a lack of fundamental programming knowledge among personal trainers. Overnight, most coaches went from trainer to entertainer! I've observed that trainers try to overcome their lack of programming skill by throwing exercises into their workouts that do nothing more than challenge your coordination. Although it's ok to do so sparingly—there must be clear reasoning—and it should be done progressively. Coordination is a major limiting factor in the development of strength and flexibility! Our Google reviews often describe our UMS At Home Workouts as revolutionary. The best thing about them is that they're not revolutionary! Just proper strength and conditioning. We undulate the training between high and low volumes - Meaning one program phase is high volume, followed by low volume. Since there's an inverse relationship between volume and intensity, when the volumes are high, intensity is low and vice versa. We update the workouts every 4 weeks to avoid plateaus - In our UMS Online Coaching and in Unity Gym we actually follow a six-week mesocycle. But since we don't need a testing week we follow a four-week cycle in the UMS At-Home Workouts. We include a peek and deload week for maximum results - This has become a staple in our regular programming for one simple reason. Because it's the best way to train! These programming methods are not super complex. But they work. If you apply these three steps to your at-home training you will see exceptional results! Watch today's livestream episode - and connect with us to get expert coaching, physiotherapy and nutrition advice, plus a whole lot more!! It's FREE to join this inspiring like-minded Facebook group of driven people. We hope to meet you on the inside! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/soundofmovement/message

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Axane debut EP on Red Channel Records called 'Unravel'. Title track 'Unravel' peak time cut with mesmerizing affects. Tony Romanello remix keeps the energy high with a dark mood. 'Undulate' original fast paced percussion rhythms, striking synths. Goose Tann & Nabil Chami remix explores more a melodic, climatic direction. Another must have release from Red Channel Records. Delivered by Label Worx on behalf of RED CHANNEL RECORDS

Axane debut EP on Red Channel Records called 'Unravel'. Title track 'Unravel' peak time cut with mesmerizing affects. Tony Romanello remix keeps the energy high with a dark mood. 'Undulate' original fast paced percussion rhythms, striking synths. Goose Tann & Nabil Chami remix explores more a melodic, climatic direction. Another must have release from Red Channel Records. Delivered by Label Worx on behalf of RED CHANNEL RECORDS

Joining today: short story and horror writer, Matt Quinn, and author of The Thing in The Woods. What happens when you allow a writer to take revenge on his fictional hometown? We talk with Matt about the Southern aesthetic, his love for monsters and splatter effects, and the many celebrities he would cast. I had a rather severe bout of bronchitis when we recorded this, so please forgive any unusual sounds that might be present. - J Like what you hear and want to see more of what I write? Leave a review or show your support on Patreon. (Noah’s Stark) written & performed by krackatoakrackatoa.comKudos to @BrothersHerman for the final edits.Support the show (http://www.patreon.com/herebetygers)

Hello and Welcome To The Decisive Podcast Munich Exclusive Series with your host Roberto Q. Ingram. Today we are live and in person at the Inspiration Network Studio in Munich today with motivated young lady that goes by the name of Petra Weigart a.k.a. P-T2 , she is the Tuesday Slump Label owner and event promoter, night manager, part club owner and resident dj for one of the best clubs in Munich “Rote Sonne” Translation “The Red Sun. You will not only get to hear her choice of music but we discuss her introduction to the underground music culture and her way of life that surrounds her multifaceted business ventures. So I hope that you find our guest interesting and inspiring to other young women world wide. P-T2 Decisive Podcast Special - Tracklist 01. Hypercolour LP 009 D1 (DMX Krew – Zero Sum) 02. Dekmantel 034 B2 Central – This is hand) 03. Livity Sound 018 A1 (Peverelist – Undulate) 04. Houndstooth 081 B1 Special Request Trippethylophosphazene 05. Ruffhouse 001 A1 (Pastiche – 122 Eden Beach) 06. Interdimensional Transmission 005 B1 (Phoenicia – Roba) 07. Livity Sound 021 B1 (Simo Cell – Away from Keyboard) 08. R-Zone 016 A2 (Mynheer) 09. Outer Zone 001 A1 (Solid Blake – Mario) 10. Delsin 116 B2 (A Made Up Sound – Waybackmachine) 11. Even Drones 001 A2 12. Rawax Motor City Edition 007 A1(A-Sim – Sand Lake) 13. Lobster Theremin 031 A2 (Unfinished Portraits – Closeness) 14. Church 010 B1 (Beesmunt Soundsystem – First timer) 15. Sued 015 A1 (SW. – Untitled) More Info links: https://www.facebook.com/tuesdayslump.pt2 https://www.soundcloud.com/p-t2 https://www.facebook.com/rotesonne https://www.facebook.com/tuesdayslump

Hello and Welcome To The Decisive Podcast Munich Exclusive Series with your host Roberto Q. Ingram. Today we are live and in person at the Inspiration Network Studio in Munich today with motivated young lady that goes by the name of Petra Weigart a.k.a. P-T2 , she is the Tuesday Slump Label owner and event promoter, night manager, part club owner and resident dj for one of the best clubs in Munich “Rote Sonne” Translation “The Red Sun. You will not only get to hear her choice of music but we discuss her introduction to the underground music culture and her way of life that surrounds her multifaceted business ventures. So I hope that you find our guest interesting and inspiring to other young women world wide. P-T2 Decisive Podcast Special - Tracklist 01. Hypercolour LP 009 D1 (DMX Krew – Zero Sum) 02. Dekmantel 034 B2 Central – This is hand) 03. Livity Sound 018 A1 (Peverelist – Undulate) 04. Houndstooth 081 B1 Special Request Trippethylophosphazene 05. Ruffhouse 001 A1 (Pastiche – 122 Eden Beach) 06. Interdimensional Transmission 005 B1 (Phoenicia – Roba) 07. Livity Sound 021 B1 (Simo Cell – Away from Keyboard) 08. R-Zone 016 A2 (Mynheer) 09. Outer Zone 001 A1 (Solid Blake – Mario) 10. Delsin 116 B2 (A Made Up Sound – Waybackmachine) 11. Even Drones 001 A2 12. Rawax Motor City Edition 007 A1(A-Sim – Sand Lake) 13. Lobster Theremin 031 A2 (Unfinished Portraits – Closeness) 14. Church 010 B1 (Beesmunt Soundsystem – First timer) 15. Sued 015 A1 (SW. – Untitled) More Info links: https://www.facebook.com/tuesdayslump.pt2 https://www.soundcloud.com/p-t2 https://www.facebook.com/rotesonne https://www.facebook.com/tuesdayslump

Welcome to Episode 6 of The Ambient Zone Radio Show, featuring tracks from The Ambient Zone Playlists, including our two new releases this month – The Green Kingdom's ‘La Mer Verte' and Hakobune's ‘Undulate' and excerpts from our featured album of the month, Clocolan ‘Everything You See Is You'. The second hour features a Special Christmas Mix for The Ambient Zone from our Podcast host, Andy Dobson, Digitonal. Hour One 1. The Green Kingdom – La Mer Verte (The Ambient Zone) 2. Ben Lukas Boysen – Reaching Light (Erased Tapes) 3. Lambert – Sleep (Mercury) 4. UNKLE – Out Of The Light (UNKLE) 5. Sven Vath – Ritual Of Life (Neutron 9000 Mix) (Cocoon Recordings) 6. Hakobune – Undulate (The Ambient Zone) 7. Clocolan – Everything You See Is You (Enpeg) 8. Clocolan – Obsolete Advancements (Enpeg) 9. Manu Delago – Freeze (Tru Thoughts) 10. Hiroshi Yoshimura – Clouds (Empire Of Signs) 11. Phillip Weigi – Random Access Hour Two – Christmas Guest Mix: Digitonal 1. Digitonal - Mysterium: A Choral Christmas part 2 2. Anon - Lullay, I saw 3. Hans Leo Hassler - Verbum Caro Factum Est 4. Graham Lack - Jesu Swete Sone Dear (Signum Records) 5. Jonathan Rathbone - The Oxen (Signum Records) 6. Peter Warlock - Bethlehem Down (Signum Records) 7. Philip Wilby - The Word Made Flesh (Delphian) 8. Pyotr Tchaikovsky - The Crown Of Roses 9. Einojuhani Rautavaara - Christmas Carol (BIS) 10. William Byrd - Lullaby My Sweet Baby (Venzo) 11. Francis Poulenc - O Magnum Mysterium (Signum Records) 12. Andrew Dobson - The Fisherman's Carol 13. John Jacob Niles - I wonder as I wander (Everest Records) 14. Judith Weir - Illumiare, Jerusalem (Brilliant Classics) 15. Hieronymus Praetorius - Joseph Lieber, Joseph Mein 16. Trad - Salutation Carol

W Whitman read by Classic Poetry Aloud: http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/ Giving voice to the poetry of the past. --------------------------------------------- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892) This reading lasts some 20 minutes. 1 When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. O ever-returning spring! trinity sure to me you bring; Lilac blooming perennial, and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. 2 O powerful, western, fallen star! O shades of night! O moody, tearful night! O great star disappear’d! O the black murk that hides the star! O cruel hands that hold me powerless! O helpless soul of me! O harsh surrounding cloud, that will not free my soul! 3 In the door-yard fronting an old farm-house, near the white-wash’d palings, Stands the lilac bush, tall-growing, with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, With many a pointed blossom, rising, delicate, with the perfume strong I love, With every leaf a miracle......and from this bush in the door-yard, With delicate-color’d blossoms, and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig, with its flower, I break. 4 In the swamp, in secluded recesses, A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song. Solitary, the thrush, The hermit, withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat! Death’s outlet song of life—(for well, dear brother, I know If thou wast not gifted to sing, thou would’st surely die.) 5 Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities, Amid lanes, and through old woods, (where lately the violets peep’d from the ground, spotting the gray debris;) Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes—passing the endless grass; Passing the yellow-spear’d wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprising; Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards; Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave, Night and day journeys a coffin. 6 Coffin that passes through lanes and streets, Through day and night, with the great cloud darkening the land, With the pomp of the inloop’d flags, with the cities draped in black, With the show of the States themselves, as of crape-veil’d women, standing, With processions long and winding, and the flambeaus of the night, With the countless torches lit—with the silent sea of faces, and the unbared heads, With the waiting depot, the arriving coffin, and the sombre faces, With dirges through the night, with the thousand voices rising strong and solemn; With all the mournful voices of the dirges, pour’d around the coffin, The dim-lit churches and the shuddering organs—Where amid these you journey, With the tolling, tolling bells’ perpetual clang; Here! coffin that slowly passes, I give you my sprig of lilac. 7 (Nor for you, for one, alone; Blossoms and branches green to coffins all I bring: For fresh as the morning—thus would I carol a song for you, O sane and sacred death. All over bouquets of roses, O death! I cover you over with roses and early lilies; But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first, Copious, I break, I break the sprigs from the bushes; With loaded arms I come, pouring for you, For you, and the coffins all of you, O death.) 8 O western orb, sailing the heaven! Now I know what you must have meant, as a month since we walk’d, As we walk’d up and down in the dark blue so mystic, As we walk’d in silence the transparent shadowy night, As I saw you had something to tell, as you bent to me night after night, As you droop’d from the sky low down, as if to my side, (while the other stars all look’d on;) As we wander’d together the solemn night, (for something, I know not what, kept me from sleep;) As the night advanced, and I saw on the rim of the west, ere you went, how full you were of woe; As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze, in the cold transparent night, As I watch’d where you pass’d and was lost in the netherward black of the night, As my soul, in its trouble, dissatisfied, sank, as where you, sad orb, Concluded, dropt in the night, and was gone. 9 Sing on, there in the swamp! O singer bashful and tender! I hear your notes—I hear your call; I hear—I come presently—I understand you; But a moment I linger—for the lustrous star has detain’d me; The star, my departing comrade, holds and detains me. 10 O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved? And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone? And what shall my perfume be, for the grave of him I love? Sea-winds, blown from east and west, Blown from the eastern sea, and blown from the western sea, till there on the prairies meeting: These, and with these, and the breath of my chant, I perfume the grave of him I love. 11 O what shall I hang on the chamber walls? And what shall the pictures be that I hang on the walls, To adorn the burial-house of him I love? Pictures of growing spring, and farms, and homes, With the Fourth-month eve at sundown, and the gray smoke lucid and bright, With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous, indolent, sinking sun, burning, expanding the air; With the fresh sweet herbage under foot, and the pale green leaves of the trees prolific; In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river, with a wind-dapple here and there; With ranging hills on the banks, with many a line against the sky, and shadows; And the city at hand, with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys, And all the scenes of life, and the workshops, and the workmen homeward returning. 12 Lo! body and soul! this land! Mighty Manhattan, with spires, and the sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships; The varied and ample land—the South and the North in the light—Ohio’s shores, and flashing Missouri, And ever the far-spreading prairies, cover’d with grass and corn. Lo! the most excellent sun, so calm and haughty; The violet and purple morn, with just-felt breezes; The gentle, soft-born, measureless light; The miracle, spreading, bathing all—the fulfill’d noon; The coming eve, delicious—the welcome night, and the stars, Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land. 13 Sing on! sing on, you gray-brown bird! Sing from the swamps, the recesses—pour your chant from the bushes; Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines. Sing on, dearest brother—warble your reedy song; Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe. O liquid, and free, and tender! O wild and loose to my soul! O wondrous singer! You only I hear......yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart;) Yet the lilac, with mastering odor, holds me. 14 Now while I sat in the day, and look’d forth, In the close of the day, with its light, and the fields of spring, and the farmer preparing his crops, In the large unconscious scenery of my land, with its lakes and forests, In the heavenly aerial beauty, (after the perturb’d winds, and the storms;) Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing, and the voices of children and women, The many-moving sea-tides,—and I saw the ships how they sail’d, And the summer approaching with richness, and the fields all busy with labor, And the infinite separate houses, how they all went on, each with its meals and minutia of daily usages; And the streets, how their throbbings throbb’d, and the cities pent—lo! then and there, Falling upon them all, and among them all, enveloping me with the rest, Appear’d the cloud, appear’d the long black trail; And I knew Death, its thought, and the sacred knowledge of death. 15 Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me, And the thought of death close-walking the other side of me, And I in the middle, as with companions, and as holding the hands of companions, I fled forth to the hiding receiving night, that talks not, Down to the shores of the water, the path by the swamp in the dimness, To the solemn shadowy cedars, and ghostly pines so still. And the singer so shy to the rest receiv’d me; The gray-brown bird I know, receiv’d us comrades three; And he sang what seem’d the carol of death, and a verse for him I love. From deep secluded recesses, From the fragrant cedars, and the ghostly pines so still, Came the carol of the bird. And the charm of the carol rapt me, As I held, as if by their hands, my comrades in the night; And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird. DEATH CAROL. 16 Come, lovely and soothing Death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate Death. Prais’d be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious; And for love, sweet love—But praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding Death. Dark Mother, always gliding near, with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee—I glorify thee above all; I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly. Approach, strong Deliveress! When it is so—when thou hast taken them, I joyously sing the dead, Lost in the loving, floating ocean of thee, Laved in the flood of thy bliss, O Death. From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose, saluting thee—adornments and feastings for thee; And the sights of the open landscape, and the high-spread sky, are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night. The night, in silence, under many a star; The ocean shore, and the husky whispering wave, whose voice I know; And the soul turning to thee, O vast and well-veil’d Death, And the body gratefully nestling close to thee. Over the tree-tops I float thee a song! Over the rising and sinking waves—over the myriad fields, and the prairies wide; Over the dense-pack’d cities all, and the teeming wharves and ways, I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee, O Death! 17 To the tally of my soul, Loud and strong kept up the gray-brown bird, With pure, deliberate notes, spreading, filling the night. Loud in the pines and cedars dim, Clear in the freshness moist, and the swamp-perfume; And I with my comrades there in the night. While my sight that was bound in my eyes unclosed, As to long panoramas of visions. 18 I saw askant the armies; And I saw, as in noiseless dreams, hundreds of battle-flags; Borne through the smoke of the battles, and pierc’d with missiles, I saw them, And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and bloody; And at last but a few shreds left on the staffs, (and all in silence,) And the staffs all splinter’d and broken. I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, And the white skeletons of young men—I saw them; I saw the debris and debris of all the dead soldiers of the war; But I saw they were not as was thought; They themselves were fully at rest—they suffer’d not; The living remain’d and suffer’d—the mother suffer’d, And the wife and the child, and the musing comrade suffer’d, And the armies that remain’d suffer’d. 19 Passing the visions, passing the night; Passing, unloosing the hold of my comrades’ hands; Passing the song of the hermit bird, and the tallying song of my soul, (Victorious song, death’s outlet song, yet varying, ever-altering song, As low and wailing, yet clear the notes, rising and falling, flooding the night, Sadly sinking and fainting, as warning and warning, and yet again bursting with joy, Covering the earth, and filling the spread of the heaven, As that powerful psalm in the night I heard from recesses,) Passing, I leave thee, lilac with heart-shaped leaves; I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring, I cease from my song for thee; From my gaze on thee in the west, fronting the west, communing with thee, O comrade lustrous, with silver face in the night. 20 Yet each I keep, and all, retrievements out of the night; The song, the wondrous chant of the gray-brown bird, And the tallying chant, the echo arous’d in my soul, With the lustrous and drooping star, with the countenance full of woe, With the lilac tall, and its blossoms of mastering odor; With the holders holding my hand, nearing the call of the bird, Comrades mine, and I in the midst, and their memory ever I keep—for the dead I loved so well; For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands...and this for his dear sake; Lilac and star and bird, twined with the chant of my soul, There in the fragrant pines, and the cedars dusk and dim. First aired: 23 August 2008 For hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index. Reading © Classic Poetry Aloud 2008