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This is a spotted hawk that is cawing at the camera, and as observers, we experience the accusations of the hawk from Whitman’s point of view. (Song 52)

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“The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.”  Song 52

This image is not only an actual picture of a hawk swooping down and attacking somebody, but also looks bizarre; just how the stanza sounds.

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My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,

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My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,

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This excerpt really reminded me of a tree, with its branches spreading far and wide, and its trunk stretching into the sky, sturdy as it supports the weight of the whole tree. He thinks of his parents, and their parents, and the ancestors of those parents, such that he looks deep into the distant past, just as one looks up at the leaves of a tree and sees deep into the green as it grows ever higher into the sky.

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To me, this image represents the “Earth of departed sunset” from Song 21, as within it I see the earth enveloping the sunset.  Throughout Song 21, elements are united, distinctions blurred (body and soul, woman and man, man and earth); the “far-swooping elbow’d earth” itself merges with and encompasses all - the trees, the sunset, the moon, the clouds - and ultimately the narrator (Whitman) merges with the earth through “unspeakable passionate love.”

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Songs 1 and 21 describe Whitman as someone with immense power to write poetry and connect with nature. I connected this to the theme of divinity and power over nature.

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I chose this picture to describe the first couple lines of song 52 where a hawk accuses Whitman of loitering/chattering but is in the end unable to control his untamed, untranslatable yawp. That imagery is analogous to how in this meme, the crying woman is powerless against the cat who is sitting at the dinner table of civilization and doing their own thing!

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This picture of the women’s march in Washington DC relates to the image Whitman creates in Song 21 of women representing women as well as men, and all genders being equal. This photo shows the power women can have by uniting together, showing that there truly “is nothing greater than the mother of men.”

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In poem 52, Whitman seems to blend himself into nature, departing as air, effusing his flesh into eddies, and bequeathing himself to the dirt. Specifically, all these speak of water, and blending in with the ebb and flow of time.

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I chose this image because I think it relates to the world slumbering. We see that the earth is peaceful and calm as can be at this time, with the mountains and trees sleeping with the moon over them.

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I chose this image because it evoked many of the images Whitman created: motherhood, the passage of time, the infinite majesty of Earth, and the relationship between humans and Earth. The image feels peaceful but also powerful, which are the exact feelings I got from Whitman's writing.

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My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,

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My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,

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He mentions summer grass in the first song, with the context of examining it, and then in the last song he mentions that when he is gone you can find him once more under your feet in the form of the grass and the soil that absorbs his body that he bequeathed to the earth

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"Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!" song 21

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"Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!" song 21

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I chose this image because I think it encompasses the “slumbering” aspect of the trees well.  It’s very peaceful and serene, with the “liquid” trees surrounded by evaporation and mist.

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In the quote “I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,

If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles,” Whitman talks about turning into grass and becoming part of nature. This image embodies that idea, literally depicting a human being in the process of becoming a gathering of flowers.

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Poem 52: This image I think encapsulates the feeling that Whitman is trying to convey. I think he is at the end of his journey, waiting for his death. He also said, “If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.”, as if trying to say that he will soon be buried.

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I chose this image because it related to the ideas of nature and universality in Song 1. The close-up relates to the observation of a spear of grass, and also emphasizes the ideas of “roots” in nature; additionally, the color combination of light grey and green reminded me of the color combination of blue and green on the globe, which is why the photo is connected to the ideas of universality.

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Whitman explores this idea of divinity and finds it within himself. He has a universal, omnipotent, and very self-centered view of himself and his poetry which I view in this image