For every single atom owned by me as good belongs to you personally.
I loafe and ask my Soul, I lean and loafe inside my ease…. Watching a spear of summer time lawn. (part 1)
We’ve no basic concept at the beginning of the poem precisely what celebrating “myself” will involve. We are thinking possibly it really is like someone at his or her own birthday party – a peaceful, somewhat unfortunate event. Little do we understand that Whitman’s event is much like a party for the planet, as well as for America, in specific. He provides an idea as he claims that their atoms are part of us, too. Which means which our atoms – and everybody else’s – fit in with him. Also, notice how a heart is really a love someone whom comes along side him. It really is more widespread to consider the heart as a fundamental element of one’s identification.
They come for me times and evenings and go from me personally once more, But they’re not the Me myself.
In addition to the pulling and hauling stands the things I have always been, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, bends an arm for an impalpable rest, that is certain using its sidecurved mind interested exactly what will come next, Both in and out regarding the game, and viewing and wondering at it. (part 4)