Walt Whitman (31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)
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Poems by Walt Whitman : 151 / 335
O Captain! My Captain!
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
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This is such an epic poem. I think that it has deserve the popularity it has gained.
The history of the poem is so interesting, (being written for Abraham Lincoln after his death) . Also the poem has such great emotion, you see the horror that he feels by finding his captain 'on the deck... fallen cold and dead.'
It's not just a man. Whitman wrote this for Abraham Lincoln, after his assassination when the country's only steadfast leader was gone and the country was in ruins. Plus, it's the father of American poetry that launched the beat movement and was pretty damn important because American education went down the drain.
Calm down. He's just a man.
Molaire, most of those who have poems on this site should be humble. In point of fact they should be ashamed to post their words as poetry. You are not even worthy to have your name on the same page as Walt Whitman.
Walt Witman is a great poet!
I'm humbled to have poems on the same website as his.
I hear ya Walt, poet of the justification and the painful sorrow. For you are the real captain whom all the world should praise and feel your magic light, Lorca has dedicated a whole poem for you... Too bad the deck where you lived is now controlled by forces unknown and misdemeanor....!
A brilliant tale of bitter sweet victory... the storm is weathered except for the fate of the Captain.
The ship that has weather'd every rack is the Union, the fearful trip was The Civil War and the Captain was Abraham Lincoln.
I don' t see how this is bad. Can someone explain?