Walt Whitman

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

Walt Whitman Poems

361. Virginia--The West 12/31/2002
362. Visor'D 12/31/2002
363. Voices 12/31/2002
364. Walt Whitman's Caution 12/31/2002
365. Wandering At Morn 12/31/2002
366. Warble Of Lilac-Time 12/31/2002
367. Washington's Monument, February, 1885 6/5/2015
368. We Two Boys Together Clinging 12/31/2002
369. We Two-How Long We Were Fool'D 12/31/2002
370. Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life 12/31/2002
371. What Am I, After All? 12/31/2002
372. What Best I See In Thee 12/31/2002
373. What General Has A Good Army 12/31/2002
374. What Place Is Besieged? 12/31/2002
375. What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand? 12/31/2002
376. What Weeping Face 12/31/2002
377. When I Heard At The Close Of The Day 12/31/2002
378. When I Heard The Learned Astronomer 1/20/2003
379. When I Peruse The Conquer'D Fame 12/31/2002
380. When I Read The Book 12/31/2002
381. When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloom'D 1/3/2003
382. Whispers Of Heavenly Death 12/31/2002
383. Who Is Now Reading This? 12/31/2002
384. Who Learns My Lesson Complete? 12/31/2002
385. Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand 12/31/2002
386. With All Thy Gifts 12/31/2002
387. With Antecedents 12/31/2002
388. World, Take Good Notice 12/31/2002
389. Year Of Meteors, 1859 '60 12/31/2002
390. Year That Trembled 12/31/2002
391. Years Of The Modern 12/31/2002
392. Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours 12/31/2002

Comments about Walt Whitman

  • Stephen Cummins (12/2/2005 10:55:00 AM)

    in the poem 'calvary crossing a ford' it tells of an American troop of soldiers, but to me this poem seems to bring a sense of pride about, because you see the soldiers after a battle, crossing the ford to make their way into the next combat situation and risking their lives to protect those back home, also you hear of the flag waving in the wind as it still stands tall after the battle

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  • Tony Triplett (12/2/2005 10:48:00 AM)

    This poem 'A Sight in Camp', one of those stories that keep you guessing who it is that the author sees dead and divine. I really enjoy this peom, because it makes you wonder if that was an experince that he had to go through while helping the soldiers, if he saw a dead soldier lying on a strecther having no clue at all who it is, while walking up starts to realize that it was one of his friends.

  • Stephen Cummins (12/2/2005 10:46:00 AM)

    the poem 'behavior' to me describes that the actions we choose to partake in can be the greatest determing factor of the remainder of our lives. bad choices lead down the wrong road, while the correct make your life easier and heading in the right direction to happiness.

  • Uriah Hamilton (8/16/2005 8:42:00 AM)

    Along with Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman created modern American poetry and is the spiritual father of Henry Miller, Jack Kerouac and all romantic wordsmiths digging life in a big and gentle way.

  • Kalyan Panda (6/29/2003 4:44:00 PM)

    beautiful
    please let me know inter-relation between Roman Rolland, Swami Vivekananda
    regards

Best Poem of Walt Whitman

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 ...

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Native Moments


NATIVE moments! when you come upon me--Ah you are here now! Give me now
libidinous joys only! Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life
coarse and rank! To-day, I go consort with nature's darlings--to-night too;
I am for those who believe in loose delights--I share the midnight orgies
of young men; I dance with the dancers, and drink with the drinkers; The
echoes ring with our indecent calls; I take for my love some prostitute--I
pick out some low person for my dearest friend, He s

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