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Walt Whitman

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

The Runner



ON a flat road runs the well-train'd runner;
He is lean and sinewy, with muscular legs;
He is thinly clothed--he leans forward as he runs,
With lightly closed fists, and arms partially rais'd.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Nicole Green (12/2/2005 11:03:00 AM)

    When I said it was weird that he was gay when he wrote this poem I didn't mean that he shouldn't have because he was gay but that it weirded ME out thinking that a gay man wrote it. (Report) Reply

  • Cj Housh (12/2/2005 11:01:00 AM)

    I don't think it was weird at all that he was gay and wrote this poem. I mean.... look at it.

    I agree, it really does paint a picture, but it also doesn't mention if the runner is of any certain race, or in any certain location or terrain besides a road. (Report) Reply

  • Nicole Green (12/2/2005 11:00:00 AM)

    This poem really shows Whitman's ability to paint pictures with his poems. He is so detailed and specific and is able to use that in a beautiful way, not just stating the facts of what he sees. Although it was kind of weird thinking that he was gay when he wrote this poem. (Report) Reply

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