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Leaves of Grass

4.12 of 5 stars 4.12  ·  rating details  ·  52,736 ratings  ·  1,264 reviews
In 1855, Walt Whitman published — at his own expense — the first edition of Leaves of Grass, a visionary volume oftwelve poems. Showing the influence of a uniquely American form of mysticism known as Transcendentalism, which eschewed the general society and culture of the time, thewriting is distinguished byan explosively innovative free verse style and previously unmentio ...more
Paperback, 128 pages
Published February 27th 2007 by Dover Publications (first published 1855)
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Steve Sckenda
Walt Whitman is my prophet of love and optimism. His words, his attitude, and his exemplary life have summoned me to deeper humanity. Did you know that Whitman spent all his free time and money upon the wounded and the dying soldiers in army hospitals during the American Civil War? “I am faithful, I do not give out.” He brought them candy and nuts and good cheer. He held their maimed limbs, played games with them, and wrote letters home for them.

He whispered comfort in the ears of the dying. Wh
Whitman used to right fake reviews under false names for Leaves of Grass and send them to publishers, newspapers, and periodicals. I love that about him. So over the top. He had love for everything. Especially himself. As for the quality of the work the words speak for themselves:
"This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not co
Alright, my rating here is very misleading. I haven't read Leaves Of Grass. I don't even intend to read Leaves Of Grass. Not all the way through any way. It seems sort of weird to just read a big fat collection of poetry all the way through. The five star rating is for one poem, "Song of the Open Road".

I've never really appreciated poetry. I've liked song lyrics and that's poetry, but it seemed like I needed a tune to go with it. I've liked scripture which can be pretty poetic, but it seemed I n
Ben Wilson
Mar 24, 2008 Ben Wilson rated it 3 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: democrats, republicans, flag-shitters
Recommended to Ben by: President Clinton gave this as a present to Monica Lewinsky
Shelves: neverfinished
Leaves of Grass is like reading every single instant message that I and a friend of mine ever wrote to one another over the course of the last ten years. Likely way too long, too self-serving and would have shocked the general public if they cared to read it when it was written. But nestled in there are some real, true brilliant moments.

This is after all Whitman's life work, laid bare and un-edited for the most part. What else are we to expect? He is literally singing a song of himself, which he
Holy shit this is self-important and tedious.

--update: This has sat untouched on my desk all year. I can think of a hundred books I'd rather start than finish this, so I doubt I'll pick it back up unless I run out of books to read, I'm too poor to buy any more books, all my friends turn on me and refuse to loan me anything else, and all the nearby libraries are set on fire simultaneously.
Lauren Schumacher
When Leaves of Grass was first published, critics applauded Whitman "only that he did not burn" the "mass of stupid filth" immediately upon completion. They primarily objected to its sensual and occasionally (rather overtly) homoerotic content. Nowadays, of course, it seems entirely too mild to raise an objection on those grounds, but man, oh man, I understand the impulse to want to turn this book into kindling.

It's less like THIS...

...and more like THIS.

This weighty poetic tome has all the we
Jeanette  "Astute Crabbist"
Did you know that the letters in "Leaves of Grass" can be rearranged to spell "Asses of Gravel"?
If you find yourself anagramming the letters in the title rather than reading the poetry, it's a good sign you're not into the book. But I really wanted some of whatever Whitman was smoking that made him so ecstatically, ebulliently enthusiastic about every molecule on the planet. Including his own b.o.

"The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer."

Huh??? Was this guy sniffing glue along wit
Bryan  Jones
"Song of Myself" is a work of pure genius comparable to Shakespeare's greatest. I love these last three stanzas especially. When my wife and I were dating long distance and when I was deployed, I would end alot of my letters with "I stop somewhere waiting for you."

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love.
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,

But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blo
Todo empezó con Whitman. Yo empecé con Whitman. Él es el culpable de que hoy sea como soy, de que esté aquí y de que vaya por el camino que voy. Una vez me dijeron que si existía un verso escrito para mí, ese era: "No dejes de creer que las palabras y las poesías sí pueden cambiar el mundo". Me dijeron que no lo olvidara nunca. Que no perdiera esa esencia que me hacía creer en la literatura. Me djeron que si lo hacía, dejaría de ser yo. Quizá es muy "El club de los poetas muertos" pero desde ent ...more
The 5-star rating is for the cream of this collection, those superb monuments of world literature such as Song of Myself, Body Electric, The Sun-Down Poem, Blue Ontario's Shores, As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life, Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking, When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd, The Sleepers, Fancies at Navesink, and a double-armful of the shorter lyrics.

Whitman's B-Sides, about 70% of this chunky 1892 "death bed edition," rarely come up to snuff, and despite a virtuoso flourish her
D.R. Haney
Nov 03, 2012 D.R. Haney is currently reading it  ·  review of another edition
I'm determined to read Leaves of Grass in its formidable entirety, including the annexes of the so-called death-bed edition, convinced, without a shadow of a doubt, that my time is far better invested in Leaves of Grass than it would be in reading, for instance, Infinite Jest, which inspires support groups offering spiritual bread and water to those willing to accompany DWF on his Pynchonesque pilgrimage through a grad-school amusement park. What I've read already of Whitman, including "I Sing t ...more
Yes, I did read this because John Green told me to in Paper Towns. If I didn't have cooler people advising me what to read/watch/listen to, I'd never do anything at all.

In any case, I was pleasantly surprised at how I wanted to continue reading once I finished Song of Myself, considering that it's the only Whitman poem I was familiar with (since it's the one that's quoted in both Paper Towns and The Dead Poets Society. I liked most of the poems, although Whitman is a fan of listing things. Over
منار هانى

ذكره محمد عفيفي مطر في ديوانه الأعمال الكاملة : الجزء الرابع
في قصيدة "معلقة دخان القصيدة" قائلًا:
كان وجه الشاعر الموشوم بالعشب
ينادي صحبه في مزغل الدبابة الأولى
وفي البارجة الأولى وفي أول برق
يتمشى في السماوات.
(وكانت تتعرى الأرض من غزنة في درب الحرير
من بخارى وسمرقند إلى البصرة والقدس،
إلى الأحراش والأنهار.
(ما أوسع ما امتد سماط الدم واللحم
أمام الآكلين)
هل ترى يا أيها الشاعر ما ينبت من
عشب على الأشلاء،
يحمر ويسود بجلد الميتين
فافتتح أعشاب أشعارك واقرأ في الوليمة:
"أغني لامرئ واحد، بسيط ومتوحد
بكلمة وإن ت
Lindsay Russo
I always thought it was too spacey for me... His language is so wide open and goes everywhere. But to sit and read it from cover to cover in one sitting was enlightening. Not that I didn't see Whitman in other authors before, but I see so many layers of him now. So well worth the time. I almost wish I had read it aloud.
Po Po
This has instantly earned a spot in my top five favorite books. [It seems that most read this in high school; I did not. But I'm glad I didn't-- I'm unsure whether I would've fully appreciated it.]

This is the celebration of humanity, the world and everything in it, and immortality. It's inspirational like no other book I've ever read. This book *spoke* to me. It whispered, it cajoled, it caressed, it embraced me wholly and completely and unreservedly. If a book can be music, this is it. It sang
Sahil Sood
Life granted Whitman- oh wait! Whitman granted himself a moment of transcendence and he chose to spend it writing poetry. This is one man's grand act of delusion- a celebration of self; an ego trip of a scandalous scope. Yet, it is full of fire, zest and cheery optimism to remember for life.
Whitman's poetry is reminiscent of the lost thrills and joys of self-gratification. If anything, this could be my guide to experiencing a literary orgasm- and countless at that! But wait, the poem is not onl
Michelle Taylor
52. To a Stranger

PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall’d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me, 5
I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes,
ترجمة غير أمينة..
و مترجم جبان، يحاول نفي المقولات التي تؤكد على أن الشاعر مزدوج الجنسانية رغم كل ما كتب عن ذلك.. لم يكن هنالك داع لذلك، لن تقل قيمته الأدبية بحياته الشخصية..
والت ويتمان مشهور أنه شاعر فاحش، و المترجم لأنه مستهتر قرر عدم ترجمة تلك القصائد، و الإكتفاء بقصائد هزيلة و بدون أن يشرحها!!
أموال الدولة ضاعت ..!
Mohammed Youssef

هل أتتك الفرصة وصادقت الرعاع والشحاذين والصيادين والفلاحين وغيرهم ؟ , هل دخلت الحانات وبيوت الرب في آن ؟ , هل سمعت نقيق الضفادع وخرير المياه وحفيف الأوراق وأنت تقرأ ديوانه

هل تجردت من ملابسك وقيودك وحاولت الطيران معه

أحب الذين يترعرعون في البرية
الرجال الذين يعيشون بين الأنعام
أو مع طعم المحيطات والغابات
بناة السفن وقائديها
وذوي الفؤوس والمطارق
وسائقى الخيول

والت ويتمان قديس الطبيعة ولا شك , تسترجع معه ذكرياتك مع البحار والريف والحيوانات والناس وتعيش بين الخضرة وشلالات المياه

عالمه الشعري ممتع بسيط سلس
Oct 14, 2013 Mark rated it 5 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: just about anyone with a heart
Yesterday's Washington Post book section featured a review of yet another Walt Whitman biography (the reviewer notes the yet-anotherness of any such effort and maintains that this author has found a fresh perspective).

In reading the review, it dawned on me that it had been years since I read Leaves of Grass, so before I went to bed I picked up my Bantam Classic paperback edition from the '80s to see what I might be able to recall or find anew (Whitman scholars and the otherwise detail obsessed w
There are a lot of bullshit abridged editions of "Leaves of Grass" out there, some just over 100 pages, which is just a joke. A lot of them are listed here at GR. I'm reading the complete unabridged version with "posthumous" additions, and it runs about 700 pages.

I was feeling kind of lonely and lowdown today and Bret Easton Ellis' "Less than Zero" was kind of making me feel less than zero and not helping. I picked Whitman up on a complete lark and became completely absorbed; he was picking up m
Nils Samuels
Almost impossible to imagine how this pansexual poem made its way into the hearths and hearts of American critics and readers. The 1855 original version is more impressionistic than later versions. All feature Whitman's aeronautical lists of places and people from all over America. The poem's first word is "I." Its last is "you." The quest is to bridge that gap. A quintessential transcendental poem of the sort that Emerson imagined and was lucky enough to witness if not write. Whitman and Dickin ...more
If you haven't read the 1855 edition of LoG, or if you found Whitman long-winded and stodgy, this book from Dover (one of few American publishers whose cost to content ratio is above the water line) is a must. It's the version Whitman cranked off illegally at work, and stashed, anonymously, in bookstores across New York, and sent via mail to President Lincoln, who actually read it. Impromptu, rough, and inimitably sweet, just like Walt.
Lindsay Wing
This is my new Bible. I can't imagine a spiritual text that better encompasses the joy of existence. I know its roots are in Eastern philosophies and Buddhist teachings, which is fine by me, but it also incorporates those philosophies with the Western experience and introduces an organic and concrete aspect that makes the whole doctrine beautiful and warm and fragrant and REAL. Whitman, you are my hero!
I'm not sure how to review poetry. I don't read much of it, but I love the romantics and seem to have entrenched myself with their works. so I wanted to try something different and this seems to be a highly recommend collection. I enjoyed it, it was bold, lyrical but felt overly optimistic, which I'm not into.
To quote Robert Louis Stevenson:
…like a large shaggy dog just unchained scouring the beaches of the world and baying at the moon.
But let's look at the positive side. Monica Lewinsky gave a copy to Bill Clinton as a present.
Fayçal kh
مديح العالم لها أكثر من قيمتها..
أو يمكن الترجمة ليست في المستوى..
المهم أن أوراق العشب ليس ذلك الديوان الذي يسحر و ليس الذي يضجر..
Typical self-published drivel.
I've had it beaten into my head that Leaves of Grass should be read outside under a tree somewhere in order to gain the fullest appreciation of it. Today was a day that was neither 40 degrees or muggy so I took my chance to finish it. Song of Myself was actually a pretty soothing balm the other day while it was wretchedly hot, but then again so was my air conditioner, although that was not nearly as emotionally and spiritually fulfilling it must be said.

Song of Myself was probably the high note
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Walter Whitman was an American poet, essayist, journalist, and humanist. He was a part of the transition between Transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse.

Born on Long Island, Whitman worked as a journalist, a teacher, a government clerk, and a volunteer nurse during
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