A Noiseless Patient Poem

Not only 3 apples high but 3 years old this month. A mini celebration in store this weekend.

Dear Kind Reader,

Let the Discovery Channel have their Shark Week. Sharing the week of the spider with you here was so much fun. I hope you liked it too. Before I log off for the weekend I wanted to share one last ode to our 8 legged friend. A favorite of mine from dear Walt Whitman.

I’ll be sure to let you know what Oliva thinks of her cake and balloons when I’m back. How about you? Any plans? Take care good people!


Sandra & Boris

A Noiseless Patient Spider

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.

4 replies to “A Noiseless Patient Poem

  1. Enjoy the celebration, Sandra. Or, as Walt might have said it:

    Oh, the party to ring in the third year

    Olivia, sweet one, holds her hands high

    Two pieces of cake

    One for mommy. One for daddy

    And baby’s makes three


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