Leaves of Grass is a rolling cascade of language that entrances with its steady rhythm. It is an impossibly ambitious attempt to capture the American world in ballad that attempts the impossible. Walt Whitman attempts to capture the world he is surrounded by and we get glimpses of hills and people and rivers and deserts and fields and workers as he explores it. It becomes, after a while, a rollicking ride through the recesses of consciousness. Try reading it out loud and see how long you can go for, its cryptic moments make it fascinating, its prophetic moments make it a favorite for the magical minded, its language makes it unforgettable.