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                        |   WALT   |
                        | WHITMAN  |
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                        |   1892   |
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                    LEAVES  OF  GRASS
    

🍃 The Leaves 🍃

A celebration of Walt Whitman, born this day in 1819

🌿 The Poems

Leaves of Grass grew from 12 poems in 1855 to nearly 400 in the final "deathbed edition" of 1891-92. Here are some of the most celebrated:

Song of Myself

The centerpiece: 1,346 lines celebrating self, body, soul, America, cosmos. 'I am large, I contain multitudes.'

I Sing the Body Electric

A radical ode to the physical form. 'If any thing is sacred the human body is sacred.'

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry

Commuters past, present, and future united across the East River. Time collapsed into presence.

Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking

A mockingbird, a boy, the sea. The awakening of the poet. 'Death, death, death, death, death.'

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd

Lincoln's elegy. Lilac, star, and bird. Perhaps his finest sustained work.

O Captain! My Captain!

The other Lincoln elegy—conventional in form, enormously popular. Whitman came to resent its fame.

Leaves of Grass (preface)

The 1855 prose preface: 'The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem.'

Song of the Open Road

'Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road.' Freedom, democracy, comradeship.

A Noiseless Patient Spider

Eight lines. A spider launching filaments, a soul seeking connection. Perfect in its brevity.

I Hear America Singing

Mechanics, carpenters, masons, mothers—each singing their own song. The varied carols.

O Me! O Life!

'What good amid these?' The question, and the answer: 'That you are here—that life exists.'

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

Eight lines. The lecture hall versus the silence of the stars. 'Look'd up in perfect silence.'

The Wound-Dresser

Civil War hospitals. 'Many a soldier's loving arms about this neck have cross'd and rested.'

Pioneers! O Pioneers!

Westward expansion as spiritual journey. Later criticized for its expansionist enthusiasm.

Passage to India

The Suez Canal, railroads, telegraph—modernity as spiritual connection. East meets West.

A Noiseless Patient Spider (complete)

A noiseless patient spider, I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them, Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold, Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.