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A child said, What is the grass?

A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full
hands;
How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it
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  • Walter White (1/4/2014 6:35:00 AM)

    What is the meaning of life? ....the child asks.

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  • Cambridge Keenan (7/14/2013 11:02:00 PM)

    A clever and fascinating poem....it is pure wonder, the quests of a child seeking answers...I remember when my boy saved a worms life and oh the knowledge he sought after even to this day :) I really like this poem, as my mom is now 90 years of age...this is heart felt for me :)

  • Miroslava Odalovic (6/11/2013 8:36:00 AM)

    This is, has always been one of the most important poems ever written, opening the questions of existence dating back to Old Greek wonder at creation to the modern negative attitude to life being endlessly piled over life, in an almost absurd way, and whenever I read I have a feeling that Whitman has incorporated almost all the shades standing between, beginning with awesome divinity to a highly ambiguous depiction of death 'luckier' when we think, depending on what luck means for each individual person. The layers of historical thinking summerized in an apparently short piece of writing.

  • Sky Welch (11/19/2012 6:08:00 PM)

    the grass only obeys the wind as does all life

  • Deci Hernandez (6/11/2012 4:07:00 PM)

    I was wondering after the grass is plucked why then does it's color remain and it's form not instantly stiff'n. it can even still can be woven.

  • Pranab K Chakraborty (6/11/2012 9:21:00 AM)

    After a long reading, one thing is clear from this specific poem, the child is Whitman himself and deliberately wants to communicate a truth.......

    They are alive and well somewhere;
    The smallest sprouts show there is really no death,
    And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait
    at the end to arrest it,
    And ceased the moment life appeared.

    Here the asker and the answerer....both the poet plays within a single conscious. Nice.

  • Sarsha C (5/31/2012 9:40:00 PM)

    I suppose when you sit and ponder something it is about opening your mine to more then one possibility in life and questions does any one person have all the information to answer any question is anything more then a metaphor or just some ones opinion, Is there fact or fiction I guess it could be both.

  • Leah Harden (1/13/2012 11:45:00 AM)

    I love how it uses grass to explain the circle of life. He explains that those who die (their beards, their hair, the young or the old) nurture and feed the grass to grow and hence life continues around and around never ending and never waisting anything symbolising no ending only a new beginning. All that is lost can be re sewn, giving life to the grass and forming why and what it stands for an might be. Beautiful

  • Johnny Navarro (6/11/2011 5:59:00 PM)

    Hey man, I can tell grass is man.

  • Stan Petrovich (6/11/2011 9:40:00 AM)

    Whitman can go on writing like that forever. The 'wordiest' poet ever, except for maybe Ginsberg.

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