Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

A Noiseless Patient Spider - Poem 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, surrounded, 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.

Form: Sonnet


Comments about A Noiseless Patient Spider by Walt Whitman

  • (6/26/2018 3:05:00 PM)


    This is a good poem for love thank you so much music time now (Report) Reply

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  • Britte Ninad (6/11/2018 4:48:00 AM)


    No venom in chelicerae!
    can't inject with venom!
    Eight legs are crawling silently
    google eyes! silence of fabrication
    breezy of south window
    swinging spider web
    sleepless eyes are in drowsiness
    drizzling coolness touches there everything
    a banned home!
    home of wayfarer
    since the birth of my sense
    haunted words of writing are on the wall
    everything is near of me- a dissected sense of insanity
    noiseless mad!
    (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (5/31/2018 5:09:00 AM)


    And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
    Surrounded, surrounded, 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.
    (Report) Reply

  • (1/13/2018 10:50:00 PM)


    dis shit faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake (Report) Reply

  • (12/10/2017 8:30:00 AM)


    So beautiful writings of this poem which narrates the minute details of world tragic moments. (Report) Reply

  • Sylvaonyema Uba (2/11/2017 6:59:00 AM)


    Well communicated!

    Sylva
    (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (11/2/2014 8:05:00 AM)


    Read this poem some time back. it left the impression that I can't forget. Just superb. Once I saw a spider in its web. The atmosphere was as such that I ended up writing that impression. (Report) Reply

  • Madhumitha Murali (11/2/2014 4:03:00 AM)


    Nice, symbolism of life. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/2/2014 2:21:00 AM)


    A noiseless, patient spider and, Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. A comparison 'tween soul's act and the act of spider and insisted keep patience, be patient..and this is the best thing.. (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (7/14/2014 3:48:00 AM)


    i like how you approached this topic.this is brilliant poetry (Report) Reply

  • (4/25/2014 3:39:00 AM)


    nice and awesome poem from the great poet. (Report) Reply

  • (1/4/2014 6:24:00 AM)


    Life, it needs structure. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Brookes (11/2/2012 8:43:00 AM)


    I'm beginning to think Mr Straw doesn't like any poetry from the past. Mind you his own poetrys not much to write home about in my opinion.

    Of course those who can do and in this case can't criticise. Nowhere in the poem does Whitman say a spider has thought or conscious actions so I'm not sure where he got that from.
    (Report) Reply

  • (11/2/2012 7:11:00 AM)


    Sorry, second edition leaves of grass. (Report) Reply

  • (11/2/2012 7:09:00 AM)


    I bought a volume two of his leaves of grass hard bounded, at a garage sale complete with the hard case. It is truly a wonderful book. I bought it not knowing who he was, and was introduced to the world of poetry. To be uninfluenced by todays society, technology, and world events, to be able to write poetry such ad this. Our world ad we know it is so small compared to theirs back then. To be unifluenced by today. (Report) Reply

    Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/7/2016 3:46:00 PM)

    True......................

  • Sedative N Benjamin (11/2/2012 3:10:00 AM)


    where u stand... where u stand... (Report) Reply

  • (10/5/2012 5:39:00 PM)


    sure everyones souls are connected with fine unseen gossamer thread..remember genesis (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (7/30/2012 1:52:00 PM)


    To the rude Olivarez who does not have the manners (or I suspect the intelligence) to define why my comment is stupid: Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, —seeking the spheres, to connect them... Man connects himself to the universe consciously, the spider does it unconsciously - there is no comparison. It is OK to be a fan of a poet, but not to the extent that you will not hear an ything against him or her. (Report) Reply

  • Michael Lasalle (7/19/2012 2:28:00 PM)


    What feels like ambiguity central to the reflective nature of the meaning draws upon a collective sense of concentration central to word crafting, the comparative nature commemorates the idea that even the tiniest
    of slightest out of sight objects are able to create a force within their own multivariate. The conscious
    prospect reflecting upon the subconscious reasoning reassuring oneself the universe is what we make it.
    (Report) Reply

  • Abhishek Tiwari (11/2/2011 11:51:00 PM)


    Spiders with its infinite patience have always been a source of inspiration..
    The little arthropod conquers its surrounding., and makes a space for itself..
    and our soul always surrounded yet so marooned, also tries to find a space for itself!
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 2, 2011


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