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Discussion in 'Author Discussion' started by -Carlos-, Nov 4, 2003.
Name your favorite Walt Whitman poem.
I really enjoy I Hear America Singing. It reminds me a lot of DeTocqueville's Democracy in America in that it captures what early America was about. Very inspiring. I haven't read a lot of his other works, but I'm working through the Leaves of Grass right now.
I was touring Chatham Manor, just across the river from Fredericksburg, VA and the tour guide mentioned that Walt Whitman was there during the war nursing the union wounded. That's the same location that Whitman's "captain" reviewed the union troops. Whitman was an interesting guy.
I'm not familiar with his work, but I really like O Captain! My Captain!. That may have something to do with the fact that Dead Poets Society is one of my favorite movies...:whistling:
:lol: I thought of that as well. It's amazing what Robin Williams can do for your poetry. I also enjoy Democratic Vistas,though it doesn't get enough credit IMHO.
"Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking" has long been a favorite of mine.
The World Below the Brine
Half-way through Song of Myself. I really enjoy how he paints a picture of the different people and occupations that were around at the time, not to mention of women and slaves.
Some of the deeper portions that can have you up all night thinking
A great resource from the University of Nebraska
The Walt Whitman Archive.
My favorite part of The World Below the Brine:
"Passions there, wars, pursuits, tribes, sight in those ocean-depths,
breathing that thick-breathing air, as so many do,
The change thence to the sight here, and to the subtle air breathed
by beings like us who walk this sphere,
The change onward from ours to that of beings who walk other
I think I can relate to that.
A Clear Midnight
This is the hour, O soul,
thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books,
away from art,
the day erased,
the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging,
pondering the themes thou lovest best:
Night, sleep, death, and the stars.
My favourite would be "Oh captain, my captain!" I just love it.
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