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Analysis and comments on When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman

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Comment 4 of 28, added on June 4th, 2005 at 9:25 PM.

This writer is so talented the poem is kind of Ironic because he is talking
about another famous person that he's read his biography and that is what
leads him to thimk about his own life and if in the future they might write
about what he thinks is a plain life. And look at him now he is one of the
best writers of poetry and there is numerous amounts of biographies about

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Comment 3 of 28, added on May 25th, 2005 at 11:17 PM.

To me stories written of your life, are but mire rumors. What he is saying
is very honest. Nobody can truly write about someone else unless they are
sticking to paper facts about a person, and then where is the personality.
People canít even really write about themselves because who are we really?
I canít say I know the person that I am totally. Cause I learn new things
about myself everyday. And if I was to write about myself Iím sure there
would be things I would find better left unsaid. But the moment that I
leave those things out is the moment that I leave the truth about me.

Dori from United States
Comment 2 of 28, added on March 20th, 2005 at 9:57 PM.

Who knows what a man life is except that man .When one says you dont
really know me .it is true only Walt could tell the truth of himself .His
secret thougts hopes dreams .Quiet failures which he would never expose to
the world .If some one were to write about me from what I left behind ,my
friends ,lover,loved ones ,successes ,failures only I could tell the truth
noone knows the secret person of the heart better than that person! Walt
was right who will write about me and get it right!

Bruce from United States
Comment 1 of 28, added on January 26th, 2005 at 10:32 AM.

Its true what walt is saying, what will become of my memory when I am gone?
who will tell all my stories?

Rebekah from United States

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Information about When I read the Book.

Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 7. When I read the Book.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 1. Inscriptions
Year: 1900
Added: Feb 7 2004
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