Sunday 9 February 2014

SONG OF MY SELF -LEAVES OF GRASS BY WALT WHITMAN

I have to say, what a beautiful poem. Whitman talks about life & death so easily, he manages to make it seem so simple. His words flow & carry a deep meaning. The way I felt it, he is a man realizing he is no longer young & that life is not eternal. He suddenly becomes aware that he is closer to death & this sort of scares him. The words he uses to begin the poem are perfect. Whitman states that he is no better nor inferior to anyone we are all the same in essence & in essence we will all die. It's simply beautiful.

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