Walt Whitman Poems
- O Captain! My Captain! O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our ...
- A Clear Midnight THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight ...
- A Child Said, What Is The Gras... A child said, What is the ...
- A Noiseless Patient Spider A noiseless, patient spider, I ...
- A Glimpse A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught, ...
- A Song COME, I will make the continent indissoluble; ...
- A Woman Waits For Me A WOMAN waits for me--she contains ...
Walter "Walt" was an American poet, essayist and journalist. A humanist, he was a part of the transition between transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse. His work was very controversial in its time, particularly his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, which was described as obscene for its overt sexuality.
Born on Long Island, Whitman worked as a journalist, a teacher, a government clerk, and – in addition to publishing his poetry – was a volunteer nurse during the American Civil War. Early in his career, he also produced a temperance ... more »
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''Rugged, mountainous, volcanic, he was himself more a French revolution than any of his volumes.''Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Specimen Days (Feb. 10, 1881).
''I will put in my poems, that with you is heroism, upon land and seaAndWalt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Starting From Paumanok, sct. 7.
I will report all heroism from an American point of view.''
''And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.''Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Starting From Paumanok, sct. 13.
''I never see that man without feeling that he is one to become personally attach'd to, for his combination of purest, heartiest tenderness, and native western form of manliness.''Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. "The Inauguration," March 4, 1865, Specimen Days and Collect (1882).
''The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it.''Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Leaves of Grass, preface (1855).
O Captain! My Captain!
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ...