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Poet Laureates
Walt Whitman
#12
Lineman
MA
6
ST
3
AG
3
AV
8
R
-1
B
36
P
1
F
15
G
27
Cp
0
In
0
Cs
0
Td
0
Mvp
2
GPP
10
XPP
0
SPP
10
Injuries
Skills
Dirty Player (20k)
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
2016-06-03
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-
-
-
1
5
2020-09-02
-
-
-
-
1
5