Walt Whitman Poems
- 1861
- A Boston Ballad, 1854
- A child said, What is the grass?
- A Child’s Amaze
- A Clear Midnight
- A Farm-Picture
- A Glimpse
- A Hand-Mirror
- A Leaf For Hand In Hand
- A March In The Ranks, Hard-prest
- A Noiseless Patient Spider
- A Paumanok Picture
- A Proadway Pageant
- A Promise To California
- A Riddle Song
- A Sight In Camp
- A Sight In Camp In The Daybreak
- A Song
- A Woman Waits For Me
- Aboard At A Ship’s Helm
- Adieu To A Solider
- After The Sea-Ship
- Ages And Ages, Returning At Intervals
- Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats
- All Is Truth
- American Feuillage
- Among The Multitude
- An Army Corps On The March
- Apostroph
- Are You The New Person, Drawn Toward Me?
- As A Strong Bird On Pinious Free
- As Adam, Early In The Morning
- As At Thy Portals Also Death
- As Consequent, Etc.
- As I Ebb’d With the Ocean of Life
- As I Lay With My Head in Your Lap, Camerado
- As I Ponder’d In Silence
- As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario’s Shores
- As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days
- As I Watche’d The Ploughman Ploughing
- As If A Phantom Caress’d Me
- As The Time Draws Nigh
- As Toilsome I Wander’d
- Ashes Of Soldiers
- assurances
- Bathed In War’s Perfume
- Beat! Beat! Drums!
- Beautiful Women
- Beginners
- Beginning My Studies
- Behavior
- Behold This Swarthy Face
- Bivouac on a Mountain Side
- Bivouac On A Mountain Side
- Brother Of All, With Generous Hand
- By Broad Potomac’s Shore
- By The Bivouac’s Fitful Flame
- Camps Of Green
- Carol Of Occupations
- Carol Of Words
- Cavalry Crossing A Ford
- Chanting The Square Deific
- City Of Orgies
- City Of Ships
- Come Up From The Fields, Father
- Come, Said My Soul
- Crossing Brooklyn Ferry
- Darest Thou Now O Soul
- Debris
- Delicate Cluster
- Despairing Cries
- Dirge For Two Veterans
- Drum-Taps
- Earth! my Likeness!
- Eidólons
- Elemental Drifts
- Ethiopia Saluting The Colors
- Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States
- Excelsior
- Faces
- Facing West From California’s Shores
- Fast Anchor’d, Eternal, O Love
- For Him I Sing
- For You, O Democracy
- France, The 18th Year Of These States
- From Far Dakota’s Canons
- From My Last Years
- From Paumanok Starting
- From Pent-up Aching Rivers
- Full Of Life, Now
- Germs
- Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun
- Gliding Over All
- God
- Good-Bye My Fancy!
- Great Are The Myths
- Had I the Choice
- Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour
- Here The Frailest Leaves Of Me
- Here, Sailor
- Hours Continuing Long
- How Solemn As One By One
- Hush’d Be the Camps Today
- I Am He That Aches With Love
- I Dream’d In A Dream
- I Hear America Singing
- I Hear It Was Charged Against Me
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweep Pipes Of The Organ
- I Saw In Louisiana A Live Oak Growing
- I Saw Old General At Bay
- I Sing The Body Electric
- I Sit And Look Out
- I Thought I Was Not Alone
- I Was Looking A Long While
- I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin’s Nest
- In Cabin’d Ships At Sea
- In Former Songs
- In Midnight Sleep
- In Paths Untrodden
- In The New Garden In All The Parts
- Inscription
- Italian Music In Dakota
- Joy, Shipmate, Joy!
- Kosmos
- Laws For Creations
- Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867
- Lessons
- Lo! Victress On The Peaks
- Locations And Times
- Long I Thought That Knowledge
- Long, Too Long America
- Look Down, Fair Moon
- Manhattan Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering
- Mannahattan
- Me Imperturbe
- Mediums
- Miracles
- Mother And Babe
- My Picture-Gallery
- Myself And Mine
- Native Moments
- Night On The Prairies
- No Labor-Saving Machine
- Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes
- Not Heaving From My Ribb’d Breast Only
- Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me
- Not The Pilot
- Not Youth Pertains To Me
- Now Finale To The Shore
- Now List To My Morning’s Romanza
- O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig!
- O Captain! My Captain!
- O Hymen! O Hymenee!
- O Living Always–Always Dying
- O Me! O Life!
- O Star Of France
- O Sun Of Real Peace
- O Tan-faced Prairie Boy
- O You Whom I Often And Silently Come
- Of Him I Love Day And Night
- Of The Terrible Doubt Of Apperarances
- Of The Visage Of Things
- Offerings
- Old Ireland
- On Journeys Through The States
- On Old Man’s Thought Of School
- On The Beach At Night
- On The Beach At Night, Alone
- Once I Pass’d Through A Populous City
- One Hour To Madness And Joy
- One Song, America, Before I Go
- One Sweeps By
- One’s Self I Sing
- Or From That Sea Of Time
- Other May Praise What They Like
- Out From Behind His Mask
- Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
- Out of the Rolling Ocean, The Crowd
- Over The Carnage
- Passage To India
- Patroling Barnegat
- Pensive And Faltering
- Pensive On Her Dead Gazing…
- Perfections
- Pioneers! O Pioneers!
- Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy
- Poems Of Joys
- Poets to Come
- Portals
- Prayer Of Columbus
- President Lincoln’s Burial Hymn
- Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love
- Proud Music Of The Storm
- Quicksand Years
- Race Of Veterans
- Reconciliation
- Recorders Ages Hence
- Respondez!
- Rise, O Days
- Roaming In Thought
- Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
- Salut Au Monde
- Savantism
- Says
- Scented Herbage Of My Breast
- Sea-Shore Memories
- Shut Not Your Doors, &c.
- Sing Of The Banner At Day-Break
- So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End
- So Long
- Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb
- Sometimes With One I Love
- Song At Sunset
- Song For All Seas, All Ships
- Song of Myself
- Song Of The Broad-Axe
- Song Of The Exposition
- Song Of The Open Road
- Song Of The Redwood-Tree
- Song Of The Universal
- Souvenirs Of Democracy
- Spain 1873-’74
- Sparkles From The Wheel
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene
- Spirit Whose Work Is Done
- Spontaneous Me
- Starting From Paumanok
- States!
- Still, Though The One I Sing
- Tears
- Tests
- That Last Invocation
- That Music Always Round Me
- That Shadow, My Likeness
- The Artilleryman’s Vision
- The Base Of All Metaphysics
- The Centerarian’s Story
- The City Dead-House
- The Dalliance Of The Eagles
- The Indications
- The Last Invocation
- The Mystic Trumpeter
- The Ox tamer
- The Prairie States
- The Prairie-Grass Dividing
- The Runner
- The Ship Starting
- The Singer In The Prison
- The Sleepers
- The Sobbing Of The Bells
- The Torch
- The Unexpressed
- The Untold Want
- The World Below The Brine
- The Wound Dresser
- There Was A Child Went Forth
- These Carols
- These, I, Singing In Spring
- Thick-Sprinkled Bunting
- Think Of The Soul
- This Compost
- This Day, O Soul
- This Dust Was Once The Man
- This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful
- Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling
- Thou Reader
- Thought
- Thoughts
- To A Certain Cantatrice
- To A Certain Civilian
- To A Common Prostitute
- To A Foil’d European Revolutionaire
- To A Historian
- To A Locomotive In Winter
- To A President
- To A Pupil
- To A Stranger
- To A Western Boy
- To Foreign Lands
- To Him That Was Crucified
- To Old Age
- To One Shortly To Die
- To Oratists
- To Rich Givers
- To The East And To The West
- To The Garden The World
- To The Leaven’d Soil They Trod
- To The Man-of-War-Bird
- To The Reader At Parting
- To The States
- To Thee, Old Cause!
- To Think Of Time
- To You
- Trinckle, Drops
- Turn, O Libertad
- Two Rivulets
- Unfolded Out Of The Folds
- Unnamed Lands
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field one Night
- Virginia–The West
- Visor’d
- Voices
- Walt Whitman’s Caution
- Wandering At Morn
- Warble Of Lilac-Time
- We Two Boys Together Clinging
- We Two-How Long We Were Fool’d
- Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life
- What Am I After All
- What Best I See In Thee
- What General Has A Good Army
- What Place Is Besieged?
- What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand?
- What Weeping Face
- When I Heard At The Close Of The Day
- When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
- When I Peruse The Conquer’d Fame
- When I Read The Book
- When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d
- Whispers Of Heavenly Death
- Who Is Now Reading This?
- Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
- Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand
- With All Thy Gifts
- With Antecedents
- World, Take Good Notice
- Year Of Meteors, 1859 ’60
- Year That Trembled
- Years Of The Modern
- Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours
Walt Whitman Biography
When approaching the poems of Walt Whitman (1819-1892), one will see that he is quite a modern poet to be listed among the greats. This is not to say that such work needs to be disregarded as being of less merit than John Donne or Percy Bysshe Shelly. On the contrary, in terms of his style and his subject matter there is a profound level of depth and feeling to be found from Walt Whitman’s work.
Naturalistic with Personification
From Facing West from California’s Shores to On the Beach at Night/ On the Beach at Night Alone one can see that there is a distinctive tie between Walt Whitman and his theology as well as with his natural surroundings. In Facing West from California’s Shores the reader quickly sees that America is given youthful personification. The country is looking about much like an awe struck child would do to his or her elders. There is an acknowledgment that a growth needs to take place, that there is a maturity that has not quite been embraced that sits with the older countries. This is but one example of Walt Whitman’s tie of nature to the personal.
In his poem I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing Walt Whitman compares the old oak to himself. Furthermore, the solitary location of this specific oak baffles the writer as he states the human need. Where this oak has grown without the comfort and presence of the oak from which it came and there is no distinguished oak mentioned which is the pollinator or lover of this oak. Walt Whitman states that he needs to have that companionship. He has to be near to his lover, but not just to his lover but also to mankind and his kinsman. Personified here is not only the oak, but also the result of loneliness and solitude of the oak. Note the moss that grows and hangs down. There is a bond between this natural element and the non-physical. As with all great poetry, Walt Whitman transcends beyond just words and forces the reader to explore their own theologies and doctrines.
Forever the Lover
One of the most definitive characteristics of Walt Whitman’s poems is his strong and passionate language. There is a bluntness which is not common among other poets. Where there are those which address love and sexuality in a blunt manner, there are few which do so in a tasteful manner. Even in his poem O Hymen! O Hymenee! , he addresses the topic with taste and tact. Where this is not (in my opinion) a great example to the passion and sexuality that characterizes his poems, it does show that even with such a blunt topic there can be a tasteful and artful approach.
More in line with the passionate style of Walt Whitman would be his poem From Pent-Up Aching Rivers. The feelings and the manner in which the sexuality is addressed provokes the reader to have both an emotional response but also to have a mental remembrance should he or she have a lover. The poem is again a tie between nature and personification (as here one sees that sexuality is given a personality).
More than a Captain
Perhaps the most iconic poem from Walt Whitman would be O Captain! My Captain!. The poem is frequently quoted and revisions and variations have been made from it. Yet, this poem is not the typical poem language of the poet. It is true that there are the Oh’s which are found in his poems, but there the connections end. Where the majority of Walt Whitman’s poems are sensual and life embracing, this poem is life departing. Depending on how one approaches the poem, there is a tone of sensuality, but not to the point of making this work the definitive tangent from which one can compare his other works. This is not to diminish this work, but one needs to keep in mind the scope of his work generally encompasses different aspects.
Soul Seeker
Ongoing in his poems is a question. This question is to the divine, the mystic, and the “inner” man. In a few poems this is posted as the unfound item. In other poems the address is more to the unanswered. In his poem When I Heard The Learn’d Astronomer we can see that he refuses to discard the mystical and the divine (even in the face of so called logic).

Notice here that here he ties the logical pattern to the mystical and divine. He shows that yes there are patterns and such to the stars or heavens, but at the same time he shows that there is an aspect that will always baffle those which stand underneath their canopy.
Whether one is reading Walt Whitman for the first time or an avid reader, one is sure to find both emotional and intellectual gratification. For those which seek poems written to make us aware of the world around us, he has done so. Those which seek love and sexuality will find that he fully can satisfy such an appetite. Even those which seek death can find such in his poems. It may be true that Walt Whitman is considered more of a modern poet, but his poems are sure to span the remainder of mankind’s existence.