I have a great friend to thank for introducing me to the works of Walt Whitman. I was aware of him growing up, but was not to familiarise myself until I reached University. I was looking for an audition piece that not only stood out but also resinated and could be seen as a contemporary piece of literature. When I asked my friend to aid me, a copy of Walt Whitman’s work was passed into my palm and I was told to refer my readings to a certain poem entitled, As I Lay With My Head In Your Lap Camerado.
After reading this poem, I found Whitman’s words so captivating and the message, particularly struck a chord. As noted in my earlier posts, I have a curious leaning to the voice of the Oppressed within the arts and this poem sung true to these leanings. His words are filled with the struggles and Oppressions that he experiences with his sexuality and how he has come to terms that the Oppressors will vilify him, but his strength and declaration will push him through regardless.
I leave you with his words, with which I have hopefully provided with adequate force and deliverance without casting any shadow on its beauty.