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Leaves of GrassOn the coverAmong the Sierra Nevada, California, Albert Bierstadt, 1868
A single, ever-expanding book of free-verse poems that sings the American self, the body, the crowd, and the cosmos in one barbaric, tender yawp. Whitman rewrote and enlarged it across his whole life.
The founding song of American poetry, expansive, sensual, democratic, and utterly new, still able to make a reader feel the whole world rushing in. Open it anywhere and be carried.
A young, restless, expanding America on the eve of the Civil War, teeming with immigrants and possibility, hungry for a voice that sounded like itself rather than Europe.