Walt Whitman — one of the greatest American poets — died on March 26,1892.
In remembrance, we offer eight Walt Whitman poems that we love from his famed collection LEAVES OF GRASS…
No labor-saving machine
No labor-saving machine,
Nor discovery have I made,
Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest to found
hospital or library,
Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America,
Nor literary success nor intellect; nor book for the book-shelf,
But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave,
For comrades and lovers.