Leaves Of Grass [faces] By Walt Whitman Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Leaves Of Grass [faces] By Walt Whitman



In the part of, Leaves of Grass [Faces], the poet as a super tramp
Tries to see, mark and read the faces of the people,
Life is but face-reading
And the faces themselves revealing it,
What is it in one’s mind,
Heart and soul.

Human face and mind change with during
Friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality,
Changing as per the nature of work
And one’s own profession,
Human behaviour too changing it
In change of situation, place, time and circumstance.

The face in full regard and respect,
The face in vengeance,
In song, dance and merriment,
Going through the phase of ugliness,
The infant’s sacred face,
The artist’s to know and feel them,
The hunter, the weaver, the fisherman.

While striding along the pavement or moving in the ferry,
He comes to mark and read and notice
The myriad character of men,
The melodious character of earth,
Which philosophy too cannot reach beyond that finish and end,
The justified mother of men

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 30 December 2013

Justified mother of men, wonderful write.

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