Walt Whitman

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

A Clear Midnight - Poem by Walt Whitman

THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, death and the stars.

Comments about A Clear Midnight by Walt Whitman

  • (12/10/2017 8:31:00 AM)

    In little words the human thoughts in different times is narrated so greatly. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/6/2017 1:31:00 PM)

    I believe he is saying goodbye in a sense of an outer body experiance. (Report) Reply

  • Yildirim Beyazit (11/10/2017 2:25:00 AM)

    amazing poem feel nice (Report) Reply

  • Mohit Katyal (11/8/2017 1:12:00 PM)

    Amazing poem.. Feels nice (Report) Reply

  • Reza Vafapour (10/22/2017 11:48:00 AM)

    what he means by the word lesson?
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  • Saravanan Sivasubramanian (6/1/2017 6:06:00 AM)

    Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done

    walt witman leads us away from all things in the world including the world.

    He himself states that I am the child of soul and nature
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  • (4/21/2017 9:29:00 PM)

    This poem stole all the breath in my lungs and gave me dreams to breathe instead (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (1/7/2017 11:59:00 PM)

    Succinct poignancy in poem form. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (1/2/2017 10:02:00 AM)

    tom allport
    a time to move on to greener pastures? (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (12/23/2016 6:55:00 PM)

    The deadline to be worthy before God before reaching the paradise.....+++++++++++++++++ nice poem........+++ (Report) Reply

  • (12/23/2016 3:07:00 PM)

    Merry christmass
    merry christmass everyone... wish you all a wonderfull night full starts and new beginings (Report) Reply

  • Lantz Pierre (12/23/2016 10:27:00 AM)

    Father Greybeard!
    A cloudless sky after the sun has set, as the hands of the clock bring one day to an end and another into being, such a sky leads away infinitely. Or comes to us from eternity. Walt, your words waltz through time. (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (12/23/2016 9:57:00 AM)

    A silent night welcomes all thoughts. Words attract with their simplicity. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (12/23/2016 9:06:00 AM)

    An epigrammatic poem on the passage of death finally in life is very fine! (Report) Reply

  • (12/23/2016 8:44:00 AM)

    I'll say again - wonderful. (Report) Reply

  • Seamus O' Brian (12/23/2016 8:18:00 AM)

    Classic WW. Night, sleep, death, and the stars─those ideas beloved by poets. I love the irony, however, that the free flight into the wordless must still be rendered visible through the use of words. But luminously rendered, indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (12/23/2016 5:12:00 AM)

    tom allport
    a time to let things go and move on to a different plain (Report) Reply

  • Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh (11/26/2016 7:49:00 AM)

    Free flight
    Sincerely, I feel it.Fantastic! (Report) Reply

  • R Soos (11/21/2016 9:29:00 AM)

    'Tis so true - I have noticed many times when tagging my poems, one of those four themes are major factors in my thoughts. Whitman as prophet =: -) (Report) Reply

  • Dr.subhendu Kar (10/28/2016 12:46:00 PM)

    so awesome when free from all, as creation.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 12, 2013

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