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  1. 10 de jun. de 2017 · Below are ten of Whitmans greatest poems which demonstrate how he did this. 1. ‘ Song of Myself ’. Where better to begin our pick of Whitmans best poems than here, with the poem which seems best to embody his call for literary independence and self-expression? I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume,

  2. Walt Whitman is America’s world poet—a latter-day successor to Homer, Virgil, Dante, and Shakespeare. In Leaves of Grass (1855, 1891-2), he celebrated democracy, nature, love, and friendship. This monumental work chanted praises to the body as well as to the soul, and found beauty and reassurance…

  3. 31 de mai. de 2016 · Whitman faria 197 anos agora em 2016 e o NotaTerapia separou 12 poemas essenciais para conhecer um pouco mais de sua obra. Confira: Escuto a América a Cantar. Escuto a América a cantar, as várias canções que escuto; O cantar dos mecânicos – cada um com sua canção, como deve ser, forte e contente;

  4. Literatura. Poemas - poesia - poesia traduzida. Walt Whitmanpoemas. Por. Revista Prosa Verso e Arte. - “Os poetas nos ajudaram a conhecer as paixões e, assim, a nos conhecermos: a inveja, a sensualidade, a crueldade, a hipocrisia e, enfim, todas as complexidades da alma humana”– Octavio Paz, em “A outra voz”. [tradução Wladir Dupont].

  5. By Walt Whitman. 1. I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,

  6. By Walt Whitman. 1. When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. 2.

  7. Song of the Open Road. By Walt Whitman. 1. Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,