Walt Whitman

On page 1000 of Whitman's preface, I found it interesting how he wrote, "dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body." I really like this part of the preface because it shows how the body is a beautiful thing and that if a person I guess "forgives" the things that have happened that insult of offend them (or their soul) then the body will be like a poem. I like how Whitman says how the body does not even have to use words but just the silent beauty of the human body is miraculous and great.