…the expression of a well-made man
appears not only in his face,
It is in his limbs
and joints also,
it is curiously in the joints
of his hips and wrists,
It is
in his walk,
the carriage
of his neck,
the flex of his
waist and knees,
dress does not hide him,
The strong sweet quality he has
strikes through the cotton and broadcloth,
To see him pass
conveys as much as the best poem,
perhaps more,
You linger to see his back,
and the back of his neck
and shoulder-side.
…O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only,
but of the soul, O I say now these are the soul!
from I Sing the Body Electric
by Walt Whitman