Walt Whitman

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

Walt Whitman Poems

121. In The New Garden In All The Parts 12/31/2002
122. Inscription 12/31/2002
123. Italian Music In Dakota 12/31/2002
124. Joy, Shipmate, Joy! 12/31/2002
125. Kosmos 12/31/2002
126. Laws For Creations 12/31/2002
127. Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867 12/31/2002
128. Lessons 12/31/2002
129. Lo! Victress On The Peaks 12/31/2002
130. Locations And Times 12/31/2002
131. Long I Thought That Knowledge 12/31/2002
132. Long, Too Long America 1/3/2003
133. Long, Too Long, O Land! 12/31/2002
134. Longings For Home 1/9/2015
135. Look Down, Fair Moon 12/31/2002
136. Manhattan Streets I Saunter'D, Pondering 12/31/2002
137. Mannahatta 12/31/2002
138. Me Imperturbe 12/31/2002
139. Mediums 12/31/2002
140. Miracles 12/31/2002
141. Mother And Babe 12/31/2002
142. My Picture-Callery 12/31/2002
143. Myself And Mine 12/31/2002
144. Native Moments 12/31/2002
145. Night On The Prairies 12/31/2002
146. No Labor-Saving Machine 12/31/2002
147. Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes 12/31/2002
148. Not Heaving From My Ribb'D Breast Only 12/31/2002
149. Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me 12/31/2002
150. Not The Pilot 12/31/2002
151. Not Youth Pertains To Me 12/31/2002
152. Now Finale To The Shore 12/31/2002
153. Now List To My Morning's Romanza 12/31/2002
154. O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig! 12/31/2002
155. O Captain! My Captain! 12/31/2002
156. O Hymen! O Hymenee! 12/31/2002
157. O Living Always--Always Dying 12/31/2002
158. O Me! O Life! 12/31/2002
159. O Star Of France 12/31/2002
160. O Sun Of Real Peace 12/31/2002
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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