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Joanna Hubbard

Throughout the poem, Whitman shows his admiration and deep love for all of nature - of the earth and of man - by loving everything with an equal passion. He loves what most recognize as "good" and "bad" equally, thus almost giving a slight wash of indifference or detachment due to this lack of favor. This lack of favor is made provacative when he mingles it with his passion for all life. With this provacative juxtapostion, what is Whitman saying about man's ability or call to love; especially when the only thing he seems to denounce is a pure faith in a holy morality? What is deemed the more in tuned or natural way to love, and what seems to be the consequences?