Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Song Of Myself, II
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes,I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it,The distillation..
© Walt Whitman
Unnamed Lands
NATIONS ten thousand years before These States, and many times tenthousand years before These States;Garner'd clusters of ages, that men and women..
© Walt Whitman
To One Shortly To Die
FROM all the rest I single out you, having a message for you:You are to die--Let others tell you what they please, I cannotprevaricate,I am exact and..
© Walt Whitman
Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life
WEAVE in! weave in, my hardy life!Weave yet a soldier strong and full, for great campaigns to come;Weave in red blood! weave sinews in, like ropes!..
© Walt Whitman
To A Common Prostitute
To a Common ProstituteBE composed--be at ease with me--I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lustyas Nature;Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude..
© Walt Whitman
The Wound Dresser
1AN old man bending, I come, among new faces,Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children,Come tell us, old man, as from young men and..
© Walt Whitman
To You
Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks ofdreams,I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under yourfeet and hands,Even now your..
© Walt Whitman
Warble Of Lilac-Time
WARBLE me now, for joy of Lilac-time,Sort me, O tongue and lips, for Nature's sake, and sweet life'ssake--and death's the same as life's,Souvenirs of..
© Walt Whitman
To A President
ALL you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,You have not learn'd of Nature--of the politics of Nature, you havenot learn'd the great..
© Walt Whitman
To Think Of Time
To think of time--of all that retrospection!To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!Have you guess'd you yourself would not..
© Walt Whitman
The Untold Want
THE untold want, by life and land ne'er granted,Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.
© Walt Whitman
The Prairie States
A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude,Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms,With iron interlaced, composite, tied, many..
© Walt Whitman
To A Locomotive In Winter
THEE for my recitative!Thee in the driving storm, even as now--the snow--the winter-daydeclining;Thee in thy panoply, thy measured dual throbbing..
© Walt Whitman
What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand?
WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?The battle-ship, perfect-model'd, majestic, that I saw pass theoffing to-day under full sail?The..
© Walt Whitman
The Torch
ON my northwest coast in the midst of the night, a fishermen's groupstands watching;Out on the lake, that expands before them, others are..
© Walt Whitman
We Two Boys Together Clinging
WE two boys together clinging,One the other never leaving,Up and down the roads going--North and South excursions making,Power enjoying--elbows..
© Walt Whitman
The Prairie-Grass Dividing
THE prairie-grass dividing--its special odor breathing,I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,Demand the most copious and close companionship of..
© Walt Whitman
There Was A Child Went Forth
THERE was a child went forth every day;And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became;And that object became part of him for the day, or..
© Walt Whitman
This Dust Was Once The Man
THIS dust was once the Man,Gentle, plain, just and resolute--under whose cautious hand,Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or..
© Walt Whitman
Lo! Victress On The Peaks
LO! Victress on the peaks!Where thou, with mighty brow, regarding the world,(The world, O Libertad, that vainly conspired against thee;)Out of its..
© Walt Whitman
The Ship Starting
LO! THE unbounded sea!On its breast a Ship starting, spreading all her sails--an ampleShip, carrying even her moonsails;The pennant is flying aloft..
© Walt Whitman
The Sleepers
I WANDER all night in my vision,Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping andstopping,Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of..
© Walt Whitman
The Ox Tamer
IN a faraway northern county, in the placid, pastoral region,Lives my farmer friend, the theme of my recitative, a famous Tamer ofOxen:There they..
© Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman's Caution
TO The States, or any one of them, or any city of The States,Resist much, obey little;Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved;Once fully..
© Walt Whitman
Spain 1873-'74
OUT of the murk of heaviest clouds,Out of the feudal wrecks, and heap'd-up skeletons of kings,Out of that old entire European debris--the shatter'd..
© Walt Whitman