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Of My Body

A theme that keeps arising in Whitman’s work is that of the body. He makes it very clear that, to him, one’s body is also one’s identity. In the poem “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry” Whitman claims “I too had receiv’d identity by my body,/that I was I knew was of my body, and what I should be I/knew I should be of my body” (310). This line is the one that struck me as the most directly addressing this point that I’ve read so far, but throughout his poetry he makes comments such as “I believe in the flesh and the appetites,/Seeing hearing and feeling are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.” in “Song of Myself” (51).

This reference to the body-as-self seems unremarkable at first but considering the time frame it is a rather remarkable thought. Until Husserl published his work in the 1900’s, although much of his work was influenced by Kant who wrote much earlier, the standard understanding of the self was that of a mind or soul which simply used the material body until it could free itself and become pure. For example, Descartes with is famous cogito, ergo sum, I think, therefore I am, is the most well-known representative of the mind-body dualism argument. Descartes argued that the senses, since they could relay false information, must be false and therefore the mind (thought/idea/soul) was the only thing which could be considered real. He went on to show that the rest of the world was also real due to God not being a deceiver (a very boring and flawed argument that I won’t spell out here), but in the end what he accomplished was setting the mind as the highest and purest part of human experience.

Granted, he wrote all this in the 1600’s but it became the pervading thought throughout the world until many years later. This is why Whitman’s body-as-self imagery is interesting, it’s somewhat out of place, particularly with the religious feelings of the time. The body was generally considered as a prison of flesh for the soul/mind. I think that the reason for Whitman’s difference of opinion with this pervading theory was his love of the individual.

Whitman spends much of his time detailing a variety of actions by a variety of people, we talked some in class about how this was due to a wish to give everyone a possibility to relate, which I think was a result of it, but I think it was more about showing the expansive range of people, each one an individual and separate identity. In the mind-as-self view, each person’s individual traits are really only accidents, or added characteristics, of the basic form. At every one’s essence there is only mind, and all mind is the same. Whitman on the other hand puts the body as equally important to the mind.When that is done, individual characteristics cease to be mere accidents and become important and defining features of the person.

Sartre, a later philosopher who based much of his study on Husserl, extolled the importance of the body in one’s experience of the world. He spoke of how a paraplegic experiences the world in a very different way than an athlete, or even an average non-disabled person. I think it is this kind of idea that led Whitman to speak so highly of the body and to describe it so thoroughly (although that was probably not done simply as an innocent philosophical study). Whitman has an undertone throughout his work that pleads with the reader to see him or herself as truly individual and important because of that. Whitman claims “I am the poet of the body,/And I am the poet of the soul” (46), but I think that Whitman is truly the poet of the person.

The Whitman Path

Having spent most of my college career in philosophy classes, a discipline which will not tolerate deviation from the organized path of logical argument, I found Whitman’s writing style a little jarring. He has a tendency to jump from one thought to the next without a clear bridge between the two. This is often the case in literature, particularly poetry, but it has never bothered me quite so much as it does with Whitman. It took me some time to decide why exactly this was the case, then it occurred to me, Whitman is not writing as just a poet, he is writing as the poet philosopher.

Whitman is using his poetry to make an argument, he seeks to show the reader what he should aspire too. In philosophical writings this is done through a series of premises and conclusions in an attempt to make the reader see that there can be no other reasonable action other than what the author suggests. Whitman does not do anything quite so direct, he leads us along a road he has constructed through his imagery and description. He even sates in his poem that this is how he intends to make his point. Whitman writes “you shall no longer take things at second or third hand,” he seeks to do away with the lecture style of teaching life’s important lessons. Whitman desires to give the reader the tools to learn the lesson on his own.

The way in which Whitman does this is rather meandering, albeit with a destination in mind. He takes the reader through an examination of, basically, everything. Whitman seeks to describe, in a first hand sense, all the experiences of those in America. He ranges from the farmer loading hay to the trapper marrying a Native American bride while her family watches on in silence to the recently diagnosed mental patient on his way tot he asylum. He even describes the more simplistic life of various animals as a contrast to the hurried nature of humanity. In showing the reader such a variety of life Whitman is attempting to lead the reader towards an understanding of how the true Poet embraces everything equally. His goal is to make the reader feel connected to everything around him.

This approach, as with all approaches, is both detrimental and beneficial. Whitman claims that he does not have anymore answers than anyone else. In part of the poem where the speaker is addressing a child Whitman writes “How could i answer the child?…I do not know what it is anymore than he.” However, Whitman also seems to consider himself one of the great Poets he considers to be, in a sense, enlightened. It begins to feel like one is being led by a guide who doesn’t know the road any better than one’s self but knows the destination like his own hand.

However, although I make these complaints, I still left the poem feeling as though I had been on a journey beyond where I could have gone myself. Perhaps that is the point, it’s not about knowing the road it’s about being willing to learn the road as you go. It could be said that a philosophical argument is like being shown the milestones as you drive down the road but not being allowed out of the car. I think that Whitman’s style for his argument was perhaps the only choice for the type of argument he was making. No matter how many logical proofs you show a person, if your goal is to convince them to experience you won’t accomplish that until you allow them to actually experience. So perhaps Whitman is not the most knowledgeable guide one could find, but he is certainly the most enjoyable.

Song of Brendon

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,

You shall possess the good of the earth and sun…there are millions of suns left,

You shall no longer take things at second or third hand…nor look through the eyes of the dead…nor feed on the spectres of books

You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,

you shall listen to all sides and filter them for yourself

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