Walt Whitman

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

Walt Whitman Poems

201. Behold This Swarthy Face 12/31/2002
202. So Long 12/31/2002
203. From Pent-Up Aching Rivers 12/31/2002
204. Now Finale To The Shore 12/31/2002
205. Sparkles From The Wheel 12/31/2002
206. Who Learns My Lesson Complete? 12/31/2002
207. Chanting The Square Deific 12/31/2002
208. Starting From Paumanok 12/31/2002
209. One Hour To Madness And Joy 12/31/2002
210. By Broad Potomac's Shore 12/31/2002
211. Hush'D Be The Camps Today 1/3/2003
212. In Cabin'D Ships At Sea 12/31/2002
213. Respondez! 12/31/2002
214. Song Of The Redwood-Tree 12/31/2002
215. Apostroph 12/31/2002
216. The City Dead-House 12/31/2002
217. Whispers Of Heavenly Death 12/31/2002
218. Year That Trembled 12/31/2002
219. Brother Of All, With Genesrous Hand 12/31/2002
220. Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour 12/31/2002
221. With All Thy Gifts 12/31/2002
222. Fast Anchor'D, Eternal, O Love 12/31/2002
223. The Last Invocation 1/3/2003
224. As Consequent, Etc. 12/31/2002
225. Proud Music Of The Storm 12/31/2002
226. From My Last Years 12/31/2002
227. On The Beach At Night, Alone 12/31/2002
228. Earth! My Likeness! 12/31/2002
229. Kosmos 12/31/2002
230. In The New Garden In All The Parts 12/31/2002
231. The Dalliance Of The Eagles 12/31/2002
232. O Tan-Faced Prairie Boy 12/31/2002
233. City Of Orgies 12/31/2002
234. Darest Thou Now, O Soul 12/31/2002
235. Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours 12/31/2002
236. Quicksand Years 12/31/2002
237. That Last Invocation 12/31/2002
238. When I Read The Book 12/31/2002
239. The Dresser 12/31/2002
240. Dirge For Two Veterans 12/31/2002

Comments about Walt Whitman

  • Alicia Hodkin (12/8/2005 10:39:00 AM)

    In the poem, 'Sparkels From The Wheel, ' Walt Whitman is stepping away from the crowded, busy part of life and looking beyond what the world would see. To him, he sees a man who's working hard and giving all he has into his job. For example, he 'carefully holds it' and has percision. What the world would see as a man of poverty, Whitman sees as a skill that brings awe.

    7 person liked.
    16 person did not like.
  • Amanda Patrick (12/8/2005 10:26:00 AM)

    In the poem 'Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb' the last line says 'And of me, as lover and hero.' I thought this line meant that whitman was now a lover of the earth, and that he was a hero to himself because he passed earth's tests.

  • Kristina Carter (12/2/2005 11:17:00 AM)

    In the poem, 'Laws of Creation, ' Whitman talks about questions people have asked while trying to make their own creation. He is trying to show that there are no rules to creation, and there are no boundaries as long as it was created.

  • Alicia Hodkin (12/2/2005 11:13:00 AM)

    In the poem 'Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb' Whitman is talking about how the earth in it's huge solid form, is challenging his 'ideal dreams.' He finally decides that he has to accept what is given to him.
    What do you think about the statement 'And of me, as lover and hero? ' (amanda and shelly r.)

  • Kristina Carter (12/2/2005 11:10:00 AM)

    I like the poem, 'Lessons.' It talks about how people usually only teach others about the good things, but it is just as important to teach someone about bad things. It may hurt the person you are teaching the bad things to, but if you love them, like Whitman says, then you'll do it for their good.

  • Kristina Carter (12/2/2005 11:03:00 AM)

    In the poem, 'Miracles, ' I really like the point that Whitman is trying to make. Everything in life really is a miracle. Just watching the grass blow in the wind is a miracle. Whitman is showing that everything in life is important, even the small things that no one really thinks about.

  • 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

  • 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.

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 ...

Read the full of O Captain! My Captain!

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

[Report Error]