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Poet: Walt Whitman (Walt Whitman Art)
Poem: 10.
O Living AlwaysAlways Dying.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 15. Songs of Parting
Year: Published/Written in 1900
Comment 6 of 6, added on March 19th, 2006 at 9:04 AM.
I agree with Sue. Are we the same person we are now than we were even ten minutes ago? Always learning, always growing, and always leaving our corpses behind.
Asterik from United States
Comment 5 of 6, added on May 24th, 2005 at 5:48 PM.
I think Whitman is still talking about the civil war. I don't think he ever got over all of the deaths. It seems to me he is talking in place of all of the soldiers who risked their lives.
H.D. from United States
Comment 4 of 6, added on May 1st, 2005 at 5:29 AM.
He writes of my life. Of your life. Of anyone who has ever really lived. In order for us to grow as individuals, we must shed den skin of our past, leave behind corpses, so that we may go on til flourish in a new life within our life. What Whitman writes of is the millions af small, minute deaths we will die everyday, before ve make our grand final exit(death-as society acknowledges it).
C. from Canada
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I agree with Sue. Are we the same person we are now than we were even ten minutes ago? Always learning, always growing, and always leaving our corpses behind.
Asterik from United States