Walt Whitman was an American poet whose works, particularly Leaves of Grass, celebrated individuality, democracy, and the beauty of the human spirit. His innovative use of free verse and his embrace of the human experience have made him one of America's most influential poets. Whitman's life and writings encourage us to celebrate our own uniqueness, embrace diversity, and honor the connections we share as human beings, reminding us that poetry can inspire change and reflect the soul of a nation.
"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars."
"The American bards shall be marked for generosity and affection and for encouraging competitors. The great poets are also to be known by the absence in them of tricks and by the justification of perfect personal candor. How beautiful is candor! All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor."
"I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."
"I have said that the soul is not more than the body,And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's-self is."
"Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul."
"The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to your nevertheless,And filter and fibre your blood.Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,Missing me one place, search another,I stop somewhere waiting for you."
"I loafe and invite my soul I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
"Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? have you reckon'd the earth much? Have you practis'd so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems? Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,) You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self."
"I believe in the flesh and the appetites; Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle. Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from;The scent of these arm-pits, aroma finer than prayer; This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds."
"I exist as I am, that is enough,If no other in the world be aware I sit content,And if each and all be aware I sit content.One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself."
"One's-Self I Sing One's-self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far, The Female equally with the Male I sing. Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing."
"To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle."
"Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?"
"My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth.I have look'd for equals and lovers an found them ready for me in all lands,I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them."
"I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person."
"I visit the orchards of God and look at the spheric productAnd look at quintillions ripened, and look at quintillions green."
