Thursday, May 21, 2015

A Noiseless Patient Spider


Listen to:

A Noiseless Patient Spider (:52)

by Walt Whitman

performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode



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, detach’d, 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.       

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