Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Here, Sailor



WHAT ship, puzzled at sea, cons for the true reckoning?
Or, coming in, to avoid the bars, and follow the channel, a perfect
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  • Rookie Rich Miner (12/9/2005 11:00:00 AM)

    I think that this poem is about Lincoln just as O captain My captain was. In this one Whitman is campaining Lincoln for presidency offering the nation a perfect pilot as it heads for troubled times. Also Whitman presents Lincoln as a very humble leader with the discription of him putting off and rowing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Brian Scott (12/9/2005 11:00:00 AM)

    I think that this poem is talking about abraham lincoln. I think WALT WHITMAN expressing very good ideas about Abraham Lincoln. He view Abraham lincoln as The perfEct CaPTain to lead america into civil war. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sara Bridges (12/9/2005 10:55:00 AM)

    i think this poem is well written i think it is about a sailor speaking to the captain which is Lincoln (Report) Reply

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