Walt Whitman 1819-1892 Walt Whitman http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQU3EphIpMY Emerson… “I look in vain for the poet whom I describe.” “We have yet had no genius in America who knows the value of our incomparable materials.” From “The Poet” Whitman “I was simmering, simmering, simmering; Emerson brought me to a boil.” Whitman publishes his first edition of Leaves of Grass in 1855 Emerson’s review of Leaves of Grass “I find it the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet contributed . . . I greet you at the beginning of a great career.” Leaves of Grass Breaks with conformity http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnAyr 0kWRGE Leaves of Grass 1855 First edition: 95 pages, 12 poems “Song of Myself” “I celebrate myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you” Whitman’s vision Equality, national purpose, international brotherhood 1860…Third addition included 100 poems, including his controversial “sex poems” “Children of Adam” and “Calamus” Encourages readers to think for themselves…break with conformity… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpeLSMK NFO4 Civil War Volunteer nurse Assists in field hospitals Sits with sick, reads to them, writes letters for them, gets them whatever little items he can to ease their suffering Writes poems about the war… “Drum-Taps” (a section of Leaves of Grass) Lincoln’s Assassination “When Lilacs last in the Dooryard Bloom’d” When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with everreturning spring. Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. “O Captain! My Captain!” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rs1EscBU51M 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, For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores acrowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! The arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You’ve fallen cold and dead My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shores, and ring O bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Fifth Edition “A Passage to India” Shows his vision of universal fraternity Celebrates the joining of east and west by transcontinental railroad, the Suez Canal, and transatlantic cable “God’s purpose” “The people to become brothers And sisters” Impact Poetic Influence Free verse No consistent rhyme, meter, or pattern Follows natural speech Chief structural devices: parallelism: repetition of idea, sound, syntax first person singular point of view http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iazX8nj8YlE