read poems 1-10 of *Leaves of Grass*
Reading the poems by Walt Whitman were quite inspiring. The inspiration was drawn from each line and each word that was read. Reading it out loud, allowed me to make it personal, and make it come from me, my heart. The poems were ones of deep thought, full of nature, questions, and full of emotion. Reading it out loud, changed the perspective of things. I allowed myself to both speak, and hear the poem. Walt Whitman's style shows one of deep thought, one which does not necessarily say wise things, but does indeed make your mind sit and let your curiosity go wild.
The one poem, out of the ten I read, which I found to stick to me the most was the 6th poem. I decided to listen to it, read out loud, which made it come to life. To think that the entire poem just came from a child holding grass. The title itself, "leaves of grass" rustles the imagination to give pure thought. It is perfect the way the poem begins, "A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is, any more than he." It is astonishing how this one line was able to create such an expansion of thought. One of my favorite lines was, "Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation."
This one poem contains many themes. Life, death, Nature VS Humans, and how this is all connected. Another theme that runs through this poem is about how all men are created equally. How we all have grass underneath our feet in life, and how many of us will one day be buried underneath that grass in death. The last line is also makes your mind think,"All goes onward and outward—nothing collapses;
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier." Is death actually luckier? Or is it just an ending, like in a poem.
Reading the poems by Walt Whitman were quite inspiring. The inspiration was drawn from each line and each word that was read. Reading it out loud, allowed me to make it personal, and make it come from me, my heart. The poems were ones of deep thought, full of nature, questions, and full of emotion. Reading it out loud, changed the perspective of things. I allowed myself to both speak, and hear the poem. Walt Whitman's style shows one of deep thought, one which does not necessarily say wise things, but does indeed make your mind sit and let your curiosity go wild.
The one poem, out of the ten I read, which I found to stick to me the most was the 6th poem. I decided to listen to it, read out loud, which made it come to life. To think that the entire poem just came from a child holding grass. The title itself, "leaves of grass" rustles the imagination to give pure thought. It is perfect the way the poem begins, "A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is, any more than he." It is astonishing how this one line was able to create such an expansion of thought. One of my favorite lines was, "Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation."
This one poem contains many themes. Life, death, Nature VS Humans, and how this is all connected. Another theme that runs through this poem is about how all men are created equally. How we all have grass underneath our feet in life, and how many of us will one day be buried underneath that grass in death. The last line is also makes your mind think,"All goes onward and outward—nothing collapses;
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier." Is death actually luckier? Or is it just an ending, like in a poem.
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