Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Walt Whitman Poems

281. Camps Of Green 12/31/2002
282. Beginning My Studies 12/31/2002
283. One's Self I Sing 12/31/2002
284. For Him I Sing 12/31/2002
285. Hours Continuing Long 12/31/2002
286. Gliding Over All 12/31/2002
287. Or From That Sea Of Time 12/31/2002
288. Excelsior 12/31/2002
289. As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado 12/31/2002
290. O Sun Of Real Peace 12/31/2002
291. Elemental Drifts 12/31/2002
292. Spontaneous Me 12/31/2002
293. Portals 12/31/2002
294. As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario's Shores 12/31/2002
295. Look Down, Fair Moon 12/31/2002
296. Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand 12/31/2002
297. Poets To Come 12/31/2002
298. I Am He That Aches With Love 12/31/2002
299. That Music Always Round Me 12/31/2002
300. Drum-Taps 12/31/2002
301. Laws For Creations 12/31/2002
302. Ages And Ages, Returning At Intervals 12/31/2002
303. I Thought I Was Not Alone 12/31/2002
304. As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days 12/31/2002
305. Song At Sunset 12/31/2002
306. An Army Corps On The March 12/31/2002
307. Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone 12/31/2002
308. How Solemn As One By One 12/31/2002
309. Out Of The Rolling Ocean, The Crowd 12/31/2002
310. Among The Multitude 12/31/2002
311. Old Ireland 12/31/2002
312. American Feuillage 12/31/2002
313. Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats 12/31/2002
314. Of Him I Love Day And Night 12/31/2002
315. Come, Said My Soul 1/3/2003
316. As If A Phantom Caress'D Me 12/31/2002
317. Sometimes With One I Love 12/31/2002
318. Tears 12/31/2002
319. Here, Sailor 12/31/2002
320. Ashes Of Soldiers 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Walt Whitman

O Captain! My Captain!


O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.


O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ...

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Native Moments


NATIVE moments! when you come upon me--Ah you are here now! Give me now
libidinous joys only! Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life
coarse and rank! To-day, I go consort with nature's darlings--to-night too;
I am for those who believe in loose delights--I share the midnight orgies
of young men; I dance with the dancers, and drink with the drinkers; The
echoes ring with our indecent calls; I take for my love some prostitute--I
pick out some low person for my dearest friend, He s

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