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Song Of Kendra
Posted on September 7th, 2009 at 7:12 pm by nina89

I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate
into new tongue.

I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.

These lines stood out to me the most. When Whitman refers to the pleasures of heaven and the pains of hell, I assume he is refering to the good and bad in life such as many obstacles we may face.  Then he talks about how woman are equal to men.

 

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