Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
6: “O Captain! My Captain!” 1865, by Walt
Whitman (1819–92)
The death of
Lincoln (curse that Booth!)—
A murder
hitting Whitman hard—
And so he
sat and wrote the truth,
This gifted,
unconventional bard.
Here,
Lincoln’s captain of our ship—
The speaker
finds him on the deck—
He will not
make another trip—
The speaker
is in grief, a wreck.
He grieves
for what we all have lost—
And also for
what might have been.
He
calculates the grievous cost—
And writes
it with his magic pen.
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