The only thing most humans have in common is their blood. Yet despite exhortations to modify the poem, he did not. . Whitman goes against all oppression and reveals how equal all forms of life are. At the turn of a key, she springs to life and quickly becomes an essential part of the family.
In section 5 of his poem, Whitman praises the scientific anatomy of the woman's body, saying that she is responsible for the great births of both sons and daughters. He looks at the body and sees a sacred place to always be taken care of and recognized for it's beauty. Though never referred to by name, it becomes clear that the person in question is none other than. Be not ashamed women, your privilege encloses the rest, and is the exit of the rest, You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul. Whitman also tries closing the gap by describing the bodies of males and females in the 5th and 6th sections. The expression of the face balks account, But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face, It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists, It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him, The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth, To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more, You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.
There swells and jets a heart--there all passions, desires, reachings, aspirations; 110 Do you think they are not there because they are not express'd in parlors and lecture-rooms? Within there runs blood, The same old blood! A phone rings, and when he picks up he hears his own voice. The killer fights back, but Bayes intimidates him, going to the point where he threatens him with death should he ever talk about the murder. I personally appreciated Whitman's praise on behalf of females, as sort of a wake up call to men that not only are women of the same blood and importance, but with out them none of us would be here. Throughout the section, I have noticed as a reader a few stanzas that included asking the reader questions. He acknowledges that all male and female bodies are sacred no matter what.
Whitman's signature list structure features prominently in this piece and serves as a tool to draw the 's attention to the unique qualities of the human body while also celebrating the body parts' cumulative significance. This man was a wonderful vigor, calmness, beauty of person, The shape of his head, the pale yellow and white of his hair and beard, the immeasurable meaning of his black eyes, the richness and breadth of his manners, These I used to go and visit him to see, he was wise also, He was six feet tall, he was over eighty years old, his sons were massive, clean, bearded, tan-faced, handsome, They and his daughters loved him, all who saw him loved him, They did not love him by allowance, they loved him with personal love, He drank water only, the blood show'd like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face, He was a frequent gunner and fisher, he sail'd his boat himself, he had a fine one presented to him by a ship-joiner, he had fowling-pieces presented to him by men that loved him, When he went with his five sons and many grand-sons to hunt or fish, you would pick him out as the most beautiful and vigorous of the gang, You would wish long and long to be with him, you would wish to sit by him in the boat that you and he might touch each other. Whitman was considered one of the most important American Poets of the 19th Century. Fable, sure, but who's to say? He says that we may both be different, but we all have our spot on the word where we find importance. Each belongs here or anywhere, just as much as the well-off--just as much as you; Each has his or her place in the procession. This is yet another poem of lists, which again imply a democratizing force at work.
Whitman dared to go beyond what society thought and put his own thoughts onto paper, which is part of the reason why he is so well known for his work. Whitman begins his poem by boldly stating that he celebrates himself. Each belongs here or anywhere just as much as the well-off, just as much as you, Each has his or her place in the procession. This the nucleus--after the child is born of woman, man is born of woman, This the bath of birth, this the merge of small and large, and the outlet again. Within there runs blood, The same old blood! There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the soul well, All things please the soul, but these please the soul well.
Whitman is very descriptive and paints an excellent image. Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves? These aren't just pieces of flesh. I Sing the Body Electric 1 I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them, They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul. So I believe this poem contained a large amount of commentary on how the other isn't a group created when a person is born but only when the people ignorant don't realize the potential of the person shown before them. He goes on in the following section to say that man is great as well, but no more great than a woman.
I Need You, Body and Soul The poem I Sing the Body Electric, by Walt Whitman is one of the poems from the original 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass. Examine these limbs, red, black, or white, they are cunning in tendon and nerve, They shall be stript that you may see them. And although she is doing it for combat purposes, it is quite close to the image I had in mind, in which Whitman is an earthbender, with groups of people before him, all on different sized platforms. A man's Body at auction; I help the auctioneer--the sloven does not half know his business. Furthermore, Whitman describes his physical appearance using rich color and subtle qualities that allow the reader to visualize the farmer standing before him or her. Because of this, the slave auction has even more of a negative sense because it negates the metaphorical value of the soul within the body and in the real world. After working as clerk, teacher, journalist and laborer, Whitman wrote his masterpiece, Leaves of Grass, pioneering free verse poetry in a humanistic celebration of humanity, in 1855.
Is it one of the dull-faced immigrants just landed on the wharf? At the time, slaves were looked down on greatly, as worthless material objects. Upper-arm, arm-pit, elbow-socket, lower-arm, arm-sinews, arm-bones, Wrist and wrist-joints, hand, palm, knuckles, thumb, fore-finger, finger-balls, finger-joints, finger-nails, Broad breast-front, curling hair of the breast, breast-bone, breast-side, Ribs, belly, back-bone, joints of the back-bone, Hips, hip-sockets, hip-strength, inward and outward round, man-balls, man-root, Strong set of thighs, well carrying the trunk above, Leg-fibres, knee, knee-pan, upper-leg, under leg, Ankles, instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel; All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my or your body, or of any ones body, male or female, The lung-sponges, the stomach-sac, the bowels sweet and clean, The brain in its folds inside the skull-frame, Sympathies, heart-valves, palate-valves, sexuality, maternity, Womanhood, and all that is a womanand the man that comes from woman, The womb, the teats, nipples, breast-milk, tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks, love-perturbations and risings, The voice, articulation, language, whispering, shouting aloud, Food, drink, pulse, digestion, sweat, sleep, walking, swimming, Poise on the hips, leaping, reclining, embracing, arm-curving and tightening, The continual changes of the flex of the mouth, and around the eyes, The skin, the sun-burnt shade, freckles, hair, The curious sympathy one feels, when feeling with the hand the naked meat the body, The circling rivers, the breath, and breathing it in and out, The beauty of the waist, and thence of the hips, and thence downward toward the knees, The thin red jellies within you, or within methe bones, and the marrow in the bones, The exquisite realization of health; O I say, these are not the parts and poems of the Body only, but of the Soul, O I say now these are the! If any thing is sacred the human body is sacred, And the glory and sweet of a man is the token of manhood untainted, And in man or woman a clean, strong, firm-fibred body, is more beautiful than the most beautiful face. His use of the word beautiful to describe human flesh has a very positive connotation, and shows his love for the human body. Do you think matter has cohered together from its diffuse float, and the soil is on the surface, and water runs and vegetation sprouts, For you only, and not for him and her? Anne tries to run away, into the path of an oncoming van which she doesn't see. Overall, I have really taken to Whitmans messages in his poems. Whitman also manages to weave a political message into his celebration of the human body. Social Commentary: Whitman, being the famous transcendentalist that he is, is very against having separate groups, with someone ending up as the other.
He talks about lusty, youthful wresters, some totally nude swimmers, women's breasts, and so much more. For example, section five envelopes Whitman's entire viewpoint of women. In head the all-baffling brain; In it and below it, the makings of. Not to buy, not viewing them as a material object, but as a marvelous masterpiece. The overall tone of the passage is beauty of the mind and soul and how everyone's body and soul are just as beautiful as eachother, no matter their appearances. In the third section, Whitman narrows his focus.