The Toast‘s Mallory Ortberg wrote last week on the potential hookup between Walt Whitman and Oscar Wilde during Wilde’s 1882 lecture tour of the U.S. (On a side note, let’s hope that “Literary Trysts It Gives Me Great Joy to Think About” becomes a regular feature at The Toast.) Ortberg sets out with a distinction of readers, of which I am pretty unabashedly the first type:
You are either the kind of person to whom this matters a great deal, or the kind of person to whom it matters not at all. To the latter I say: yours is the narrow road and the straight, and I extend to you a hearty and fulsome handshake, as well as my sincerest wishes for your continued good health. To the former I say: Want to hear about the time Walt Whitman and Oscar Wilde (probably) hooked up??
Of course you do. You’re my kind of person. Why do we ever talk about anything else? Let’s never do that again.
Following the publication of Whitman’s “Calamus” poem group in the third edition of Leaves of Grass in 1860, Whitman had become more or less a secret icon of “manly attachment,” as he called it in “In Paths …read more
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