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book_busy 's review for:
Leaves of Grass
by Walt Whitman
adventurous
challenging
funny
lighthearted
reflective
relaxing
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
N/A
Strong character development:
N/A
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
No
Whitman is a very particular kind of man. Pantheistic, sexually hedonistic, patriotic yet humanist. His poetry is meant to be read aloud, I feel (as someone whose experience of leaves of grass was boostes tenfold when I acquired the audiobook 2/3 of the way in....)
While I prefer the more short form and conceptual works of Whitman:
- I sing the body electric (my favourite of his poems, possibly)
-To You
-As Adam Early in the Morning
-Years of Meteors
Whitman's longform poetry and songs are still spectacular, though perhaps a bit repetitive and explicit in meaning for me as someone who prefers mystery in my lyric. However, I am still very glad I have read some Whitman (some being ....800 pages , yowza).
One of my favourite longform poems of his was A Song of the Rolling Earth , another which I found charming was the Sleepers. I find Whitman's unabashed embrace of the existential really refreshing, he approaches the question of death with a bear hug, quite the difference from the baleful moans of some poets regarding the terror of the unknown, haha.
While I prefer the more short form and conceptual works of Whitman:
- I sing the body electric (my favourite of his poems, possibly)
-To You
-As Adam Early in the Morning
-Years of Meteors
Whitman's longform poetry and songs are still spectacular, though perhaps a bit repetitive and explicit in meaning for me as someone who prefers mystery in my lyric. However, I am still very glad I have read some Whitman (some being ....800 pages , yowza).
One of my favourite longform poems of his was A Song of the Rolling Earth , another which I found charming was the Sleepers. I find Whitman's unabashed embrace of the existential really refreshing, he approaches the question of death with a bear hug, quite the difference from the baleful moans of some poets regarding the terror of the unknown, haha.