Treasure Island

Walt Whitman

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

Native Moments



NATIVE moments! when you come upon me--Ah you are here now! Give me now
libidinous joys only! Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life
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  • Joyce Milli (11/6/2005 12:16:00 AM)

    God! How I love Whitman! ! ! He made himself a poet for and of the common man. I have always envisioned Whitman as this very noble, dignified, yet exuberant, sort of man that clearly loved America, the joy of adventure, and had such a lust for Life w/out Hemingway's overly masculine tone. This is a great poem to me because he has also displayed his passion to be the voice of the kind of people, that in his day and age, had no such respect.

    Thanks for letting me share, Joyce (Report) Reply

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