Walt Whitman

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

To A Common Prostitute



To a Common Prostitute

BE composed--be at ease with me--I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty
as Nature;
Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you;
Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you, and the leaves to
rustle for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for
you.

My girl, I appoint with you an appointment--and I charge you that you
make preparation to be worthy to meet me,
And I charge you that you be patient and perfect till I come.

Till then, I salute you with a significant look, that you do not
forget me.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Rookie Shelly Robertson (12/2/2005 10:57:00 AM)

    Whitman speaks of how he doesn't look down on this young women. He doesn't think that she is just an object of sex and lust but another person that is just like him. This poem is a poem in which Whitman speaks of equality and of his beliefs that you shouldn't judge a person because of what they do but by who they are inside. In other words you should judge people only after you get to know them. (Report) Reply

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