Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman
Walter "Walt" Whitmanwas 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...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth31 May 1819
CountryUnited States of America
To die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
I am an acme of things accomplished, and I am an encloser of things to be.
And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles
And I or you pocketless of a dime, may purchase the pick of the earth.
The future is no more uncertain than the present.
The best writing has no lace on its sleeves.
I tramp a perpetual journey.
These are the days that must happen to you.
The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
O public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you, you express me better than I can express myself.
The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons. Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. I beat and pound for the dead, I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.