Walt Whitman

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

To A Stranger - Poem by Walt Whitman

PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me,
as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate,
chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,
I ate with you, and slept with you- your body has become not yours
only, nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass- you
take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you- I am to think of you when I sit alone, or
wake at night alone,
I am to wait- I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. 10

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about To A Stranger by Walt Whitman

  • Kagiso Mogale (5/23/2016 7:02:00 AM)

    I Really loved it... short & straight to the point. It somehow made me think of a song by Dave Koz]]] You Are Me, I Am You. (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Anas Affan Mohammed Anas Affan (3/31/2016 12:32:00 AM)

    nice.........poem of love with a wonderful meaning......excellent thought and creativity (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra Subhas Chandra Chakra (3/25/2016 4:52:00 AM)

    A nice poem talking of lives and lives after death.
    I felt at one with you somehow.
    Go through my poems and comment if possible. (Report) Reply

  • Melissa Lira-elizondo (2/17/2016 8:59:00 AM)

    I think this poem can speak to a lot of people, sure it can sound a little stalkerish. But it more of sounds like a man or women who is just too shy to actually go up to this person that are very fond of. Maybe they just haven't gotten the courage to, I'm sure there are many of you introverted people out there that have felt like this towards someone before. I know I have, I can see or even have this one particular guy in my class and without even speaking a word to him and have a very alarming attraction to him. But of course, I'm way to shy to say anything so you just gaze from afar and wish he/or she will make the first move. When they don't you're just tad bit heartbroken, and regret not speaking with them when you had the chance. (Report) Reply

  • Ernest Makuakua Ernest Makuakua (1/27/2016 9:42:00 AM)

    wow beautiful love piece well expressed

    thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Roseann Shawiak (1/18/2016 11:00:00 AM)

    This one did not appeal to me very much, it seemed more like a stalker honing in on a victim than a love poem. Maybe it's the old language style, but that's what occurred to me as I read it. Distasteful is the word that comes to mind. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Alisha Castle Alisha Castle (12/27/2015 12:44:00 PM)

    lovely poetry......................... (Report) Reply

  • Pranayee Gupta Rachamalla Pranayee Gupta Rachamalla (12/12/2015 4:40:00 AM)

    beautiful and a lovely poem... (Report) Reply

  • Bharati Nayak Bharati Nayak (11/3/2015 9:41:00 PM)

    'Stranger ' does not refer to any particular person.This is the feeling of love or love itself.A feeling of highest degree where mortal body thins into non-existence and merges with the feeling.That feeling is ever new, ever beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Sofia Kioroglou Sofia Kioroglou (7/30/2015 7:47:00 AM)

    An exquisite piece! (Report) Reply

  • Herbert Guitang Herbert Guitang (7/12/2015 3:35:00 AM)

    a great and masterpiece work (Report) Reply

  • Tarlochansingh Lochi (7/12/2015 2:48:00 AM)

    this is a very simple and passionate poem written by the master poet. (Report) Reply

  • Edgar Stevens Edgar Stevens (6/10/2015 6:41:00 AM)

    this is one of the best love poems ever... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Friday, November 21, 2014


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