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| Walt Whitman, 1887 - LOC |
From Mary Oliver's Upstream (11)
Thus Whitman's poems stood before me like a model of delivery when I began to write poems myself: I mean the oceanic power and rumble that travels through a Whitman poem -- the incantatory syntax, the boundless affirmation. In those years, truth was elusive -- as was my own faith that I would recognize and contain it. Whitman kept me from the swamps of a worse uncertainty, and I lived many hours within the lit circle of his certainty, and his bravado.
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