Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass

American poet Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass, is a collection of poems notable for its frank delight in and praise of the senses, during a time when such candid displays were considered immoral. Where much previous poetry, especially English, relied on symbolism, allegory, and meditation on the religious and spiritual, Leaves of Grass exalted the body and the material world.
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Danny Talbot
Danny Talbotcompartió una citahace 6 años
O Me! O Life!
O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,
and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the
struggle ever renew'd,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see
around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
Ghafeela Sohail
Ghafeela Sohailcompartió una citahace 6 días
The soul,

Forever and forever—longer than soil is brown and solid—longer

than water ebbs and flows.

I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the

most spiritual poems,

And I will make the poems of my body and of mortality,

For I think I shall then supply myself with the poems of my soul and

of immortality.

I will make a song for these States that no one State may under any

circumstances be subjected to another State,

And I will make a song that there shall be comity by day and by

night between all the States, and between any two of them,

And I will make a song for the ears of the President, full of

weapons with menacing points,

And behind the weapons countless dissatisfied faces;

And a song make I of the One form'd out of all,

The fang'd and glittering One whose head is over all,

Resolute warlike One including and over all,

(However high the head of any else that head is over all.)

I will acknowledge contemporary lands,

I will trail the whole geography of the globe and salute courteously

every city large and small,

And employments! I will put in my poems that with you is heroism

upon land and sea,
Padma Yangchin
Padma Yangchincompartió una citahace 3 meses
The Female equally with the Male I sing.

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