I don't know Walt Whitman until know, a brilliant poet and fantastic writer, you're entirely right, there's a little bit of semblance here;
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes,
the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it,
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
It's a natural imagery that alludes to a home which one is familiar with. In this poem I talk about the struggles of native parents and I as a small boy growing up being exposed to poverty helped me become a better writer than I am now.
You're a born poet!
I'm so glad thank you for this, steem gave me an opportunity and I'm glad I'm also doing that on hive
I'm actually not surprised you hadn't read any Whitman before now, even though your poetry brings his to mind - #inspired! - full of life, hope, and power. @raj808, please correct me whenever I say crazy things about a poem, but it's my response to the poet's words so I guess there's no use disputing it, eh? I hear echoes of the great Whitman in Jose's "yapping and yarning," aka poetry. :)