Tears Poem by Walt Whitman

Tears

Rating: 3.1


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 OF THE POEM
Saravanan Sivasubramanian 23 November 2020

very well written poem

0 0 Reply
Brian Jani 19 May 2014

A very well written poem this is

2 3 Reply
Shelly Robertson 02 December 2005

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.

4 1 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

New York / United States
Close
Error Success