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Poet Laureates
Walt Whitman
#11
Lineman
MA
6
ST
3
AG
3
AV
8
R
0
B
38
P
0
F
0
G
15
Cp
0
In
0
Cs
1
Td
0
Mvp
1
GPP
7
XPP
0
SPP
7
Injuries
d, m
Skills
Wrestle
WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear;
Labial gossip of night--sibilant chorals;
Footsteps gently ascending--mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;
Ripples of unseen rivers--tides of a current, flowing, forever
flowing;
(Or is it the plashing of RIPs? the measureless killing of human
linemen?)
I see, just see, skyward, great cloud-masses;
Mournfully, slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing;
With, at times, a half-dimm'd, sadden'd, far-off star,
Appearing and disappearing.
(Some parturition, rather--some solemn, immortal birth: 10
On the frontiers, to eyes impenetrable,
Some Soul is passing over.)
Labial gossip of night--sibilant chorals;
Footsteps gently ascending--mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;
Ripples of unseen rivers--tides of a current, flowing, forever
flowing;
(Or is it the plashing of RIPs? the measureless killing of human
linemen?)
I see, just see, skyward, great cloud-masses;
Mournfully, slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing;
With, at times, a half-dimm'd, sadden'd, far-off star,
Appearing and disappearing.
(Some parturition, rather--some solemn, immortal birth: 10
On the frontiers, to eyes impenetrable,
Some Soul is passing over.)
Match performances
Date
Opponent
Comp
TD
Int
Cas
Mvp
Spp
2013-04-08
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1
5
2013-04-09
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-
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1
-
2