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By Walt Whitman
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.
And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.
a noiseless patient spider
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Wow, what a beautiful description of the spider’s perseverance and determination! I never thought I could relate to a spider, but this poem really touched me. Thank you for sharing this masterpiece with us!
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Wow, this blog post about A Noiseless Patient Spider is amazing! I love how it delves into the deeper meaning of the poem and explores the spider's journey as a metaphor for our own human experiences. Thank you for such an insightful read!
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