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A Glimpse

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A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night--And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going--of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paul Krachtower 02 April 2012

One of Whitman's beautiful shorter poems. The master at work!

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Carlos Echeverria 09 February 2012

Whitman's expressing sexual frustration in a beautiful poem.

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Abby Keen/harris 09 February 2010

im not experianced but this poem u wrote is amazing! it is simple but yet expresses some much emotion. Good work!

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Juan Olivarez 09 February 2011

Anastasia Walt Whitman is dead. He has been for over hundred years, I personally did not like Walt Whitmans writings except for a few. Like Captain my Captain, and When Lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed. His poetry to me was too conceited and at the time we studied it in the 60s he just did not measure up to the greats.

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Kevin Duan 09 February 2012

you have a talent for expressing much in your feeling in just a few short sentences

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Dr Dillip K Swain 10 August 2021

The close interaction between the youth and experience on the platform of fleeting time is reflected here!

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Suryendu Chaudhury 01 October 2020

The feeling of solidarity is given eminence.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 February 2019

Happy in being together. Wonderful feeling.

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Britte Ninad 11 June 2018

o dear look; please look at me the dust of dusk is greetings the darkness the light of lantern is in the hand of caravan everything is visible on your sight but I am; an opaque love please look at me.....

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Mahtab Bangalee 31 May 2018

Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;

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