Walt Whitman

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

Tears - Poem by Walt Whitman

Tears! tears! tears!
In the night, in solitude, tears;
On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand;
Tears--not a star shining--all dark and desolate;
Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head:
--O who is that ghost?--that form in the dark, with tears?
What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand?
Streaming tears--sobbing tears--throes, choked with wild cries;
O storm, embodied, rising, careering, with swift steps along the
beach;
O wild and dismal night storm, with wind! O belching and
desperate! 10
O shade, so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance and
regulated pace;
But away, at night, as you fly, none looking--O then the unloosen'd
ocean,
Of tears! tears! tears!


Comments about Tears by Walt Whitman

  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (5/19/2014 10:28:00 AM)

    A very well written poem this is (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Shelly Robertson (12/2/2005 10:52:00 AM)

    Whitman compares a broken hearted person to a storm by the ocean shore. He begins by talking about the broken hearted person then he moves into talking about the lonliness of the storm. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 1, 2011


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