America's most influential poet
The story of Walt Whitman, a realism poet
Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
"Walt Whitman Biography." Bio.com. A&E Networks Television, n.d. Web. 06 Jan. 2016.
"Whatever Satisfies the soul is the truth"
O Captain! My Captain!
BY WALT WHITMAN
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
T: The title makes me think that is a solider talking about his captain
P: This poem was about a army going to war and winning but loosing there captain.
C: (+) _________________________________________(-)
our fearful trip is done___________________Fallen cold and dead
Exult O shores, and ring O bells____________But I with mournful tread
A: very prideful that they won the battle they were scared to go to but sad cause they had a great captain that was lost.
S: shifts from happy they won the war to sad the captain is dead. " The prize we sought is won, the part is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting". " You've fallen cold and dead. My captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still..."
T: A solider mourning his captains death
T: no matter how great a win lost can come at anytime