Walt Whitman (31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)
Walter "Walt" was an American poet, essayist and journalist. A humanist, he was a part of the transition between transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse. His work was very controversial in its time, particularly his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, which was described as obscene for its overt sexuality.
Born on Long Island, Whitman worked as a journalist, a teacher, a government clerk, and – in addition to publishing his poetry – was a volunteer nurse during the American Civil War. Early in his career, he also produced a temperance novel, ... more »
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- A Boston Ballad, 1854
- A child said, What is the grass?
- A Child's Amaze
- A Clear Midnight
- A Farm-Picture
- A Glimpse
- A Hand-Mirror
- A Leaf For Hand In Hand
- A March In The Ranks, Hard-prest
- A Noiseless Patient Spider
- A Paumanok Picture
- A Proadway Pageant
- A Promise To California
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Give me the splendid silent sun
with all his beams full-dazzling,
Give me juicy autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,
Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,
Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun (l. 1-5). . . The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975; r...
''Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?''Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. "Song of the Open Road," sct. 7 (1856).
(O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my cries,Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun (l. 18-24). . . The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975;...
I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.)
Keep your splendid silent sun,
Keep your woods O Na...
''Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe,Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Song of the Open Road, verse 12 (1856).
Old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.''