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Whitman, Neruda, and Bodily Crisis

I am planning on writing my research paper on Whitman and Neruda and the subject of self, specifically in terms of bodily limits. Both poets express throughout their poems different feelings towards their bodily existence and limits. I want to … Continue reading

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Spahr’s Ship

Juliana Spahr’s “and still a ship fuels up and slips out of port” (41) is similar to Oppen’s shipwreck of the singular. Spahr’s ship has to do with the collective innateness of humanity, this same innateness she speaks of when … Continue reading

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Ortiz’s Warrior Blood

What first got my attention in Simon Ortiz’s “Sand Creek” was the transition from “Warriors will keep alive in the blood” (33) to the last line on the following page, “Warriors could have passed into their young blood” (35). There … Continue reading

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Leaping Whitman

In the last section of Song of Myself, Whitman writes “I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, / I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.” He sees hurdles and he jumps them, … Continue reading

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Egon Schiele and Walt Whitman

When I read Langston Hughes’s poem “Young Prostitute” I was reminded of a poem by Austrian Expressionist painter Egon Schiele. The two don’t have too much in common, but they began me thinking about artists’ relations with their subjects, fixating … Continue reading

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Carl Sandburg & Whitman: the American Body

Gargoyle by Carl Sandburg I saw a mouth jeering. A smile of melted red iron ran over it. Its laugh was full of nails rattling. It was a child’s dream of a mouth. A fist hit the mouth: knuckles of … Continue reading

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Lurking Within Your Body

The idea of dwelling within yourself–of owning a body, marveling at it and what it can do, of being aware of the realm of health your body leaps and falls within–is a curious thing. I have had a few instances … Continue reading

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