Drum Taps

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Emerson, whom Whitman revered, said of Leaves of Grass that it held incomparable things incomparably said During the Civil War, Whitman worked as an army nurse, later writing Drum Taps and Memoranda During the War His health compromised by the experience, he was given work at the Treasury Department in Washington, DC After a stroke in , which left him partially paralyzed, Whitman lived his next years with his brother, writing mainly prose, such as Democratic Vistas Leaves of Grass was published in nine editions, with Whitman elaborating on it in each successive edition In , the book had the compliment of being banned by the commonwealth of Massachusetts on charges of immorality A good friend of.

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  • Paperback
  • Drum Taps
  • Walt Whitman
  • English
  • 21 November 2019
  • 9781419116971

10 thoughts on “Drum Taps

  1. Susan says:

    Walt Whitman’s collection of his contemporary poems about the American Civil War includes well known poems like When Lilacs Last In the Door-Yard Bloom’d; O Captain! My Captain!; When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer; and lesser known but also powerful poems like The Dresser. Read for St John’s weekend seminar.

    “When I heard the learn’d astronomer;
    When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
    When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;
    When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
    How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
    Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself,
    In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
    Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars

  2. Jeff says:

    Have I only five stars to offer? Robert Duncan liked Two Rivulets best among the nine successive editions Walt Whitman prepared of his Leaves of Grass, so perhaps I should simply encourage the enterprising poetry publisher to put that one together, it's all public domain, but these editions emerging (the 1860 edition, from University of Iowa -- beautiful; the Dover November Boughs, a pleasant surprise) from various hands, here the Fordham musicologist Lawrence Kramer, make me very happy: they recognize, as it has taken too long to impress upon the American poetic consciousness, that Leaves of Grass is a single, open-form poem, which Whitman took away from, and added to, over the years, and these occasions are themselves miracles of the American imagination, worth studying in their own right, as well as for their ultimate contribution to the ongoing Leaves of Grass. Kramer's argument, that Whitman had prepared Drum Taps as a work separate from the longer work, finds confirmation in my own supposition that perhaps Whitman hoped that the appropriateness of that project would bring him a recognition thus-far denied him; however Lincoln's assassination no doubt altered the calculation, and following a second thought, which included the poems written around the Lincoln elegy, When Lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, Whitman seems to have lost faith in the separate volume. At that point Drum Taps was rendered back into the larger volume. (About the half the poems were discarded.) Kramer's editing is studious; his students' notes are a little windy, but in the spirit of the thing; the use of footnotes in the text proper is a missed call, but O well; and the small format is handy indeed. Let's get to the good stuff: Why is it that, among recent poet-critics putting together their Selected Whitmans, not one in my possession (Harold Bloom; Robert Hass; Robert Creeley) include By the bivouac's fitful flame? To me it's one of Whitman's great short poems. Here 'tis:

    By the bivouac's fitful flame,
    A procession winds around me, solemn and sweet and slow; -- but first I note,
    The tents of the sleeping army, the fields' and woods' dim outline,
    The darkness, lit spots of kindled fire -- the silence;
    Like a phantom far or near an occasional figure moving;
    The shrubs and trees, (as I lift my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me;)
    While wind in procession thoughts, O tender and wondrous thoughts,
    Of life and death -- of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away;
    A solemn and slow procession there as I sit on the ground,
    By the bivouac's fitful flame.

    Could this be improved? The fitful flame, fitful in that it's subject to being blown out, makes the second line's use of the rhetorical figure of syllepsis on wind (used to indicate a line of soldiers in long queue, and not, as we anticipate, the climate condition) all the more surprising, and pleasing, and troped at the end of the second line, where, having started with this figure of the flame's fitfulness, the poet creates, in that but first I note, his own queue: for the trope, he's telling us, came to him in thought after he had observed those tents of the sleeping army -- bivouacs over the valley in the dusk as the lights come up, and the figures in his head and the figures he's not quite willing to admit to process around him. They are nothing more than the shrubs and trees, other bivouacs, a landscape he can no more admit than he can lift my eyes.

    Nothing more can be certain, Nietzsche would write five years later, in The Birth of Tragedy (1871), than that the poet is the poet only insofar as he sees himself surrounded by forms which live and act before him, and into whose innermost being he penetrates. Whitman figures himself here as that fitful flame, and the fragility of it is unbearable (unbearable immediacy Nietzsche uses to characterize the Dionysian), and yet witnessed. Innermost.

  3. Illiterate says:

    The drums start heroic, but with deaths in fields and the mutilated in hospitals, they end hollow and harsh.

  4. Miles Smith says:

    Whitman’s collection of war poetry illustrates the innate progressivism and romanticism of the era.

  5. Jenny Clark says:

    Poetry that reads more like prose, t's pretty obvious where Walt goth is inspiration. An interesting portrait of the Civil War

  6. Patrick Gibson says:

    Phantoms, welcome, divine and tender!
    Invisible to the rest, henceforth become my compan-
    Follow me ever! desert me not, while I live.

    Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living! sweet
    are the musical voices sounding!
    But sweet, ah sweet, are the dead, with their silent eyes.

    Dearest comrades! all now is over;
    But love is not over—and what love, O comrades!
    Perfume from battle-fields rising—up from fœtor

    Perfume therefore my chant, O love! immortal Love!
    Give me to bathe the memories of all dead soldiers.

    Perfume all! make all wholesome!
    O love! O chant! solve all with the last chemistry.

    Give me exhaustless—make me a fountain,
    That I exhale love from me wherever I go,
    For the sake of all dead soldiers.

  7. Bobsie67 says:

    Picked this up at The Morgan Library after sailing through its Walt Whitman and Democracy exhibit. Nice to have these poems separated from Whitman's later editions of Leaves of Grass. Whitman is mere observer here, or yet, a storyteller not Whitman, in these poems that refelect his expereinces of the Civil War--what he saw, what he felt, what he envisoned. PErsonal ,yes, but not the song of oneself, but the song of us, the song of America and union and worry and death and depsair and, ultimately, of hope.

  8. Denise says:

    Whitman’s Drum Taps is the closest thing we will ever possess to knowing what the Civil War Battlefield experience was like. His view was as good as any video that could have been taken, and he fills us in with all the emotion: bloody and raw and devastated.

  9. Noah Graham says:

    Walt Whitman is an awful over rated poet. His poetry deserves only 1 star.
    But in this particular book his poetry deals with what he saw during the US civil war, as a civilian and later as a medic; and so the books rating is being rounded up for its value as a historical document.

  10. Elzinus says:

    Maybe it is not fair to compare this work to Leaves of Grass, but I was missing the energy in Drum-Taps. However, this can also be because someone read it to me.

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