Walt Whitman: 1819-1892
Born in Long Island, NY; son of farmer turned builder who moved family to Brooklyn; eight brothers and sisters (names like George Washington, Andrew Jackson and Thomas Jefferson) – sense of self bound up with America.
Largely self-educated. Served as printer’s apprentice, engaged in local politics, taught for a few years in LI schools. Edited papers (lost job over takes on slavery, Mexican War, territorial expansion, etc.).
Worked as a “wound-dresser” during the Civil War – visiting dying and wounded soldiers.
1873: paralytic stroke – never really recovers completely; is an invalid for many of his later years, but begins to enjoy a reputation as “the good gray poet.”
Publication of Leaves of Grass on July 4, 1855 marked a revolutionary departure in American literature (including his formless free-verse). Called himself a poet of the common man, writing a new kind of poetry – fundamentally American. Publishes 6 different editions of LoG from 1855-1881. Over 400 poems over the different editions.
“He was the poet not only of Darwinian evolution, but of the city and the crowd, science and the machine. Presenting himself as the model democrat who spoke as and for rather than apart from the people, Whitman’s poet was a breaker of bounds: he was female and male, farmer and factory worker, prostitute and slave, citizen of America and citizen of the world” (2846 in Heath Intro by Besty Erkilla).
Poet of the body and the soul.
Poems talk about love between men as a way to understand democracy and the national crisis. Sees love as a way to heal the nation.
Critical Reception: Early reviews: “poetry of barbarism,” should “not be read aloud to a mixed audience,” “noxious weeds,” “spasmodic idiocy,” “a mass of stupid filth” (from Concise Anthology).
Emerson: “I am not blind to the worth of the wonderful gift of Leaves of Grass. I find it the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet contributed . . . I greet you at the beginning of a great career, which yet must have had a long foreground somewhere, for such a start” (from Concise Anthology).
Whittier: “loose, lurid, and impious” – threw it in the fire!
By 1870s, his critical reputation started to grow – now acknowledged as one of the greatest poets of all time.
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The new era of America: 
  Walt Whitman
"Times-Democrat Mr. Whitman's muse is at once indecent and  ugly, lascivious and gawky, lubricious and coarse." (Lafcaido Hearn)  
  Walt  Whitman, a Cosmos, of Manhattan the son,                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Turbulent,  fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and                                                                                                                                                                                                                breeding,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       No  sentimentalist, no stander above men and                                                                                                                                                                                                                     women  or apart from them,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       No  more modest than immodest.
  Walt Whitman : Song of Myself   
  When having to think about the philosophy  of Americanness, who else could come to one's mind other than Walt Whitman. One  of the most read, most enjoyable writers of American Literature so much debated  and gossiped about, preceding his own folk's and the world's age by light-years  ahead, throwing himself in the face of his contemporary readers, at last  knocking down all the remains of the long-suffered puritan establishments and  values that the country has carried as a burden for far too long. One simply  can not exclude Whitman without having to make a comment about his poetry and  art - he simply cannot be ignored, for he and his art does not allow that.
  The future poet of democracy was born near Huntington, Long Island, on  the last day of May, 1819, and was named for his father, Walter Whitman, a  local farmer and, later, carpenter and builder. There must have been some  hereditary fault in the family, for two of his brothers were mentally defective  and one of his sisters was decidedly queer. Walt himself, however, was growing  strong, well-developed and handsome, with a remarkable mind and a rather  unusual personality.
  The family moved to Brooklyn, N.Y., in 1824  and soon afterward Walt went to school, but left it at the age of twelve to  become a printer's apprentice. A voracious reader, he took also to writing,  which occupation remained, in various forms, permanent with him. Both in style  and content of writing he was unorthodox, and consequently difficult to  appreciate and easy to misunderstand. Anyway, the publishers and editors he  worked for found him too individualistic, rather unsociable, and stubbornly  unwilling to get adjusted to ordinary requirements of literary work  - (which is probably true). He did not keep  his jobs for long.
  Whitman finally succeeded in getting a  better position, that of editor of the conservative Brooklyn Daily Eagle (1846-1848), then lost it for advocating  abolitionism, only to be invited for the same anti-slavery views to take charge  of the Brooklyn Daily Freeman.
  Just before he accepted the latter  position, however, Whitman made a trip to New Orleans, to do some editorial  work, but suffered a severe mental disturbance, as a result of which his  personality underwent a marked change, and he begun to spend much time  wandering about, associating and conversing with the great variety of 'simple'  people. As an individual, he became lonesome, keeping company with few men and  hardly any women at all. But as a poet and thinker, he matured and deepened.
  In 1855 he set to type his own great book of poetry, Leaves of Grass, a product of many  years' work, which he described as the "odoriferous classic" which  celebrates "the proletarians who make the world almost uninhabitable by  their vulgarity", but it was little appreciated by the public and much  criticized, possibly because it was written in still unfashionable free verse  and too profound for its readers. Never the less, he was immediately recognized  for his talent by those who count: 
  "I greet you at the beginning of a great career, which must yet  have had a long foreground somewhere, for such a start. I rubbed my eyes a  little to see if this sunbeam were no illusion; but the solid sense of the book  is a sober certainty. It has the best merits, namely, of fortifying and  encouraging." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)  
  During the Civil War, Whitman came to Washington, D.C., as a war  correspondent and stayed to live in the national capital as a government clerk.  In his spare time he worked on his book of social philosophy, Democratic Vistas (1871), in which he  eloquently expressed his pride in the American past and hope for the American  future.
  In 1873 Whitman suffered a paralytic  stroke, which left him increasingly incapacitated, and the death of his mother,  whom he adored, was a further painful blow. The remaining years of his life  were spent in Camen, N.J., where he died on March 26, 1892. 
           If we are to approach Whitman's philosophy we have to rely on two basic  sources: on his poetry, and his theoretical writings, mainly criticism - the  most important of the latter; Democratic  Vistas. Our task is not very simple for the two are often contradictory,  not at all coherent and carry a wide range of possible interpretations. We have  what Lawrence rightly suggests:
  "Whitman is like a human document, or a wonderful treatise in  human self revelation. It is neither art nor religion nor truth: Just a self  revelation of a man who could not live, and so had to write himself." (D.H.  Lawrence)  
  No poet of any century has exerted as great an influence on the  development of modern poetry as Whitman did. Despite the oneness between poetry  and the language in which it is created - the frequently untranslatable element  in poetry - Whitman's poetic influence has ranged far beyond the  English-language poets. As Waldo Frank pointed out in the feature article of The New York Times Book Review on the  100th anniversary of the first edition of the 'Leaves of Grass':
  "In the century since the first, slim, privately printed volume  of Leaves of Grass appeared, Walt Whitman has become throughout the world  America's most widely read, most deeply discussed poet. But the hundred years  have not removed the ambiguities of his place in his own country. (...) By a  consensus of intellectual opinion, he is our greatest poet, yet the fashionable  critics and most of the biographers do not understand him, and in many cases  actually dislike him."  
  Actually it is the revolutionary phenomenon  of Whitman in American literature and the revolutionary ferment that still  alive in his works to which American conservatism has not been able to  reconcile itself. The literary conservatives, slowly and reluctantly, have  accepted isolated parts of Whitman (and much of the interpretive literature on  him is an attempt to whittle him down to his least vital parts) but it is the whole Whitman that they are afraid of, the Whitman who at one and the same time  liberated American senses and sensibilities from the deep freeze of Puritanism,  sang the beauty of everyday things and work, brought democracy and the common  people into poetry, hailed the working people as the most important force in  society, greeted the revolutionary events and developments of his time,  dedicated himself to international comradeship, the liberty of nations and the  affirmation of the human bonds that link the peoples of the entire globe, who  loved and mocked his country, and praised the people and himself at the same  time.
  Skimming Whitman and discarding much of his  cream is, unfortunately, was an all too common phenomenon until the latter  times. (See Mark Van Doren, Karl Shapiro, etc.) The battle in American  literature for the acceptance of Whitman has a long tradition. Today important  forces in American literature unequivocally identify themselves with the  Whitman tradition and accept him fully without closing their eyes to his  'weaknesses' and contradictions which are outweighed a hundred times over by  the strength and depth that he brought to American and world literature.
  "Only the great can afford to be ludicrous, and to share in the  laughter on which experience floats. (...) In Walt Whitman's verse, too, we  must learn to accept the ridiculous as well as the sublime, and to cherish the  note of absurdity as the mark of genius" (Maxwell Geismar)  
  Whitman, as he himself recognized, was an  artist of many contradictions - therefore we must carefully observe him and  explore the rich, complex and many-faced world of Walt Whitman the poet, the  man, the critic and political thinker. As a pioneer of the modern he is not  always successful even in his mode of expression. He wrote some of the most  magnificent lines of poetry as well as some of the clumsiest. Materialism and  idealism, realism and romanticism, strains of mysticism contend with each other  in his works, presenting us with a very complex, manifold philosophy of America,  Americanness and ars-poetica that is often characterized as the "poetry of  democracy", but more than that, it is the true liberation of the  individual self, of all restrictions being political, racial, moral or  spiritual.
  "In his very rejection of art Walt Whitman is an artist. He  tried to produce a certain effect by certain means and he succeeded. . . . He  stands apart, and the chief value of his work is in its prophecy, not in its  performance. He has begun a prelude to larger themes. He is the herald to a new  era. As a man he is the precursor of a fresh type. He is a factor in the heroic  and spiritual evolution of the human being. If Poetry has passed him by,  Philosophy will take note of him." 
  (Oscar  Wilde)  
  The central point of Whitman's philosophy lay in his faith in the powers  of Man. Man is the source of all potential goodness, beauty and truth; indeed,  he and God partake of the same nature. But to develop his creative  inclinations, man needs freedom, freedom open to all, built on equality,  tolerance, and self-respect. Each individual should be given a full opportunity  to use freedom and prepared for it by the public acting in collaboration with  the forces of law. This, in essence, was Whitman's idea of democracy.
  "I say that  democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly  grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that  exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite  influences...                                                                       ...the  idea of ensemble and of equal brotherhood, the perfect equality of the states,  the ever-over-reaching American ideas, it behooves you to convey yourself  implicitly to no party, nor submit blindly to their dictators, but steadily  hold yourself judge and master over all of them."
  Walt Whitman : Democratic Vistas
  Democracy. Democracy as the term to signify  infinite freedom, yet not totally unleashed, but kept to an order, the order of  rightness. This is guaranteed by the taken for granted preposition; man is  potentially good, therefore his freedom can only be used for good. Man is the  equivalent force that God is, freed upon the Earth - America - the place of  ultimate freedom and choice, the place where this new idea of  "democracy" will emerge, where man is liberated of all conventions  and bounding laws that have so far restricted them in their supreme free will.
  In  the faces of men and women I see God, and in                                        my  own face in the glass,                                          I  find letters from God dropt in the street, and                      every  one is sign'd by God's name.                                                                                                                                                                                                                          And  I leave them where they are, for I know that                       wheresoe'er  I go,                                                     Others  will punctually come for ever and ever.
  Walt  Whitman : Song of Myself   
  Whitman goes beyond establishing the universal idea of  "democracy" - he proclaims himself the representative person of this new  image. He identifies himself with freedom, with God, with limitless power.  "I'm full of myself", as he has put it. Moreover he wants to have  everything; flesh, food, earth, universe, men and women, everything. Even more  - he is everything there is and everything there is not.
  "I  celebrate myself, and sing myself,                                        And  what I assume you shall assume,                                                                                                                                                                                                                             For  every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you." (...) 
  Walt Whitman : Song of Myself 
  "Be composed-be at ease with me - I am Walt Whitman,                                                                                                                                                                                                             liberal  and lusty as Nature,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Not till  the sun excludes you do I exclude you,                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Not till the  waters refuse to glisten for you                                                                                                                                                                                                                   and the  leaves to rustle for you,                                                                                                                                                                                                                               do my words  refuse to glisten and rustle for you."
  Walt Whitman : To a Common  Prostitute
  "Divine I  am inside and out, and I make holy whatever                                                                                                                                                                                                                I touch and am touched from;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 The scent of these armpits is aroma finer than prayer,                                                                                                                                                                                                          This head is more than churches and bibles or creeds...                                                                                                                                                                                                         I dote on myself... there is that lot of me, and all so  luscious..."
  Walt Whitman : Song of Myself
  In his essay on Whitman in Studies in  Classic American Literature, Lawrence wrote of, "This awful Whitman. This  post-mortem poet. This poet with the private soul leaking out of him all the  time. All his privacy leaking out in a sort of dribble, oozing into the  universe."  Lawrence is again right in observing the  basic pattern of the style that Whitman created, and therefore referred to as  the founder of modernism. His usage of free-verse goes beyond the limits of the  free-verse and is often called "the maker of great lists". He creates  poems that consist of words related to one certain idea, presented in a kind of  list, the only coherence making it a poem is the meaning and connection behind  the words. Poetry for him is not a distinguished form of art. Everything is  poetry and everything is himself. In the preface to the Leaves of Grass (1855) he claims: "The United States  themselves are essentially the greatest poem." Poetry that is country,  politics, philosophy, feeling, soul, body and sex. Everything is invincible,  lust for anything possible. There is only one law: preeminent freedom.
  "Sex contains all, bodies,  souls,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Meanings, proofs,  purities, delicacies, results, promulgations,                                                                                                                                                                                                 Songs, commands,  health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk,                                                                                                                                                                                        All hopes,  benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the  earth."                                                                                                                                                                 (...)
  Walt Whitman : A Woman Waits for Me 
  "The atmosphere is not a  perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,                                                                                                                                                                           It  is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it,                                                                                                                                                                                                               I  will go out to the bank by the wood and become undistinguished and naked,                                                                                                                                                                                    I  am mad for it to be in contact with me..."
  Walt  Whitman : Song of Myself
  He is a missionary for humanity, to bring  the new Testament of "democracy", of equality, tolerance,  self-respect, and freedom open to all. Poetry is a mission, the mission of  delivering the message to the people, the people of the world. Poetry is  America, therefore it is America and the people of America, who are the new  prophets of the forecoming era. It is them who have the possibility to change  for the better, to become utmost gods of independence.                     
  "Their  manners, speech, dress, friendships, - the freshness and candor of their  physiognomy-the picturesque looseness of their carriage - their deathless  attachment to freedom - their aversion to anything indecorous or soft or mean -  the practical acknowledgment of the citizens of one state by the citizens of  all other states - the fierceness of their roused resentment - their curiosity  and welcome of novelty - their self-esteem and wonderful sympathy - their susceptibility  to a slight -the air they have of persons who never knew how it felt to stand  in the presence of superiors - the fluency of their speech - their delight in  music, a sure symptom of manly tenderness and native elegance of soul - their  good temper and open-handedness - the terrible significance of their elections,  the President's taking off his hat to them, not they to him - these too are  unrhymed poetry.  It awaits the gigantic  and generous treatment worthy of it."
  Walt  Whitman : Preface to Leaves of Grass (1855). 
  For conclusion we can summarize that Walt Whitman is a great reformist  of his own country as well as the world itself, for he presented us with the  idea of absolute freedom, or as he liked to call it - 'democracy'. His  philosophy expressed through his art and poetry as well as through his  theoretical writings begun a new era in America, and gradually in the whole  world. His Americanness lies in his belief of mankind being principally good,  and their natural condition being free and equal. Through this he not only made  a philosophical and political argument, but made the individual a central  objective free of sex, nationality, color, race and religion. His individuality  is not an egoism, but an objective representative of the democratic idea  carried to its uppermost limit. The other representative is his country,  America, which is raised above all others, for the task of implementation is  put forward to it. The American people are therefore the possible prophets who  can put this to reality. Freedom of thoughts, speech, action and love. 
  The world is one big whole of equal  elements, which can be brought together by the individual in himself. The unity  of the universe is the furthest goal of the self, through self-respect and  self-liberation. 
  "One's-Self I sing, a simple separate  person,                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
Yet  utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse."
  Walt  Whitman : One's-Self I Sing
References
American Philosophy. edited by Ralph B. Winn [Greenwood Press,  Westport, 1977].
  Walt Whitman - The Complete  Poems. edited  by Francis Murphy [Penguin  Books, London, 1989].
  Walt Whitman - Poetry and  Prose. edited  by Abe Capek [Seven  Seas Publishers, Berlin, 1963].
  AMERICAN  AUTHORS 1600-1900 A Biographical Dictionary of American Literature . edited  by Stanley J. Kunitz & Howard Haycraft [The H.W. Wilson  Company, New York, 1977].
  The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations.  [licensed from Columbia University Press, 1993]. in Microsoft Bookshelf. (PC CD-ROM)  
Walt Whitman (1819-92) : Song of Myself ; sct. 24, in Leaves of Grass (1855).
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-82), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. Letter, 21 July 1855, on the appearance of Leaves of Grass. The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations is licensed from Columbia University Press. Copyright © 1993 by Columbia University Press. All rights reserved. Caedmon recordings reproduced by arrangement with Harper Collins Publishers.
Compare with: AMERICAN AUTHORS ; A Biographical Dictionary of American Literature .
D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930), British author. Letter, 22 Dec. 1913 (published in The Letters of D. H. Lawrence, vol. 2, ed. by George J. Zytaruk and James T. Boulton, 1981). The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations is licensed from Columbia University Press. Copyright © 1993 by Columbia University Press. All rights reserved. Caedmon recordings reproduced by arrangement with Harper Collins Publishers.
In Walt Whitman; Poetry and Prose (p.17.)
Maxwell Geismar in his Introduction in The Whitman Reader . [Pocket Books, NY, 1955]
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900), Anglo-Irish playwright, author. Review of Whitman, November Boughs, in Pall Mall Gazette (London, 25 Jan. 1889). The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations is licensed from Columbia University Press. Copyright © 1993 by Columbia University Press. All rights reserved.
Walt Whitman : Song of Myself sct. 48., in Leaves of Grass (1855)
D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930), British author. - Under the title Walt Whitman. The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations is licensed from Columbia University Press. Copyright 1993 by Columbia University Press. All rights reserved.
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Biography of Walt Whitman
Cole 
            One of the people who changed poetry  forever was Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman admired people who worked and wrote  poems about them. Walt also loved “different” in his poems, and he also talked  about war too. Walt changed poetry because he added so much detail, and thought  to his poems.
  Walt Whitman was born at West Hills,  Long Island, New York on May 31, 1819. Walt grew up with his seven brothers and  sisters along with his mom, Louisa Van Velsor Whitman and dad, Walter Whitman.  Walt was the second oldest out of his 7 brothers and sisters. When Walt was  four years old, he and his family moved to Brooklyn, New York. When he was old  enough to attend private school, he went. Walt was in private school for 6  years, and then he stopped school at age 11 to get a job. Walt was forced to  work in a law office at 11 to raise money for the family. After working in a  law office, Walt got transferred to work at a Library. After he was fired from  the Library he went to work in a physician’s office. Walt finally went to work  as an apprentice at a newspaper, setting type.
  At Walt Whitman’s mid- teens, he  began writing short pieces for the newspaper for a decent amount of money.  After his mid-teens Walt began a literary career as a journalist, writing about  books, operas, and plays. With real-estate problems, Walt’s dad had to move  back to Long Island, but Walt stayed in Brooklyn. Soon after Walt Whitman moved  back to Long Island with his family and became a schoolteacher for work. In  1841 Walt was back in New York working as a compositor and writing stories for  all different papers. Walt wrote many papers on the Union and the Civil War.  Walt Whitman started working on his most famous book, a poetry collection, Leaves  of Grass in 1855, but soon after his father, Walter Whitman died days  after he published on July 11, 1855. Soon after Walt’s dad died, Walt suffered  great financial difficulty because he had to raise his family since. 
  Walt’s brother joined the Civil War,  and Walt wanted to join also, but he couldn’t because he was too old. Whitman  became a volunteer nurse after he found out his brother was hurt in the Civil  War. Walt visited hospitals and took care of all the men that were injured.  Walt suffered a stroke in 1873, but fortunately he didn’t die. Walt soon moved  to Camden, New Jersey and died on March 26, 1892 and was the age of 72. 
  In conclusion Walt Whitman was a  great man. Walt had no children or wife, but had a great life with the success  of his poems. Walt admired President Abraham Lincoln and also admired the brave  soldiers in the Civil War. Walt was a great poet and he changed poetry forever.
Aboard at a ship's helm,
  A young steersman steering with care. 
  Through fog  on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
  An ocean-bell--O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves. 
  O you give  good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
  Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place. 
  For as on the  alert O steersman, you mind the loud admonition,
  The bows turn, the freighted ship tacking speeds away under her gray sails,
  The beautiful and noble ship with all her precious wealth speeds
  away gayly and safe. 
  
  But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship  aboard the ship!
  Ship of the body, ship of the soul, voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.                               
  Summary  of Aboard at a Ship’s Helm
The poem Aboard at a Ship’s Helm is about a boy that is steering with care on a ship’s helm. He goes through fog and he hears the wave crashing like an ocean bell. The steering boy gives good notice to the warning bell that is ringing on the sea-reef. The bell is warning the boy from another ship or danger. The steersman doesn’t mind the bell and escapes from the danger. The boy turns the bows and goes at tacking speeds away from the danger. The ship is guiding the boy through life, but the ship is just another part of the boys adventure. There can be many more adventures in life than just a dangerous ship ride.
In the poem Aboard at a Ship’s Helm, Walt Whitman didn’t give any rhyme pattern. This poem is an analogy of a boy and a ship, and Whitman compares them together like a boy above a ship like the boys everlasting soul. Walt Whitman also gives several alliterations like sea-reef’s ringing, ringing, ringing. Through the whole poem, Walt Whitman talks about the boy, saying that the danger from the ship’s voyage is everlasting in the boy’s soul, and that there are many hazards in the sea, but at least the ringing bell can give a caution.
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