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“Song of Myself” walked so Barry Keoghan could run
When Walt here is talking about the trees and the inherent goodness of all things on Earth this is a beautiful collection. When the nationalism kicks in I’m a bit less sold, and the back half of this (the 1855 edition) does lose steam when it goes into the horrors of war. I wish transcendentalism was like 50% better than it is. “Song of Myself” is easily the best thing in this edition (and it isn’t close) but I also enjoyed “There Was a Child Went Forth.”
I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into new tongue.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
This is the first edition of Leaves of Grass published in 1855, which consists of 12 poems. In his poems Whitman exalts nature and humans, regardless of sex, race, class and profession. For him a prostitute is worth as much as a nobleman. The body is as worthy as the soul. The woman is honored as the man…
I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into new tongue.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
This is the first edition of Leaves of Grass published in 1855, which consists of 12 poems. In his poems Whitman exalts nature and humans, regardless of sex, race, class and profession. For him a prostitute is worth as much as a nobleman. The body is as worthy as the soul. The woman is honored as the man…
I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.
challenging
emotional
inspiring
reflective
I had "read" this in high school and wrote a paper on When Lilac's Last in the Dooryard Bloomed. Or should I say, I wrote a paper with the help of my maternal grandfather. The Lincoln poem was one he had memorized. When I read this a lifetime ago, I did not get it at all. But, now...
Wordy, geographical, questioning, wondering, amazing.
Whitman takes your hand and eases you into his world. I wonder what he would think of what this world has become. Through his eyes, I see new possibilities and with balanced longing for what was, and hope for what might be - I carry his words with me:
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.”
I highly recommend you take the journey.
Wordy, geographical, questioning, wondering, amazing.
Whitman takes your hand and eases you into his world. I wonder what he would think of what this world has become. Through his eyes, I see new possibilities and with balanced longing for what was, and hope for what might be - I carry his words with me:
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.”
I highly recommend you take the journey.
reflective
medium-paced
Folks, give it up for Walt Whitman, the epitome (in my opinion) of the transcendentalists.
adventurous
inspiring
slow-paced
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Strong character development:
N/A
Loveable characters:
N/A
Diverse cast of characters:
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Flaws of characters a main focus:
N/A
What an amazing and inspirational collection of poems. Walt Whitman speaks to so much that ails the world today. Don't be intimidated, read this, or even better listen to it. Poetry is meant to be read aloud.
“Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.”
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.”