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Easter Sunday: The Spider

[4/20/2003 3:35:30 PM | Mez Pyne]

Easter Sunday

In the usual somewhat belated way, a small memorial marking six months from the destruction of the Colombia space shuttle, in which some Australian spiders perished along with others.

The Spider
Walt Whitman 1819-1892

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.

Terry Lane's Sunday Age column — 13 April 2003


Let's get a few things straight before truth becomes the road-kill of the blitzkrieg ...

Also on this site is his appreciation of Ingmar Bergman's Magic Flute - link from his home page at
Here's Criterion's Home page whence you can search for the DVD of the opera

I've tried putting up a direct link to the page, but I think something in the address mucks up the page code. If you notice strange things in this post, or ones near to it, that's probably the result of the marring & my mending attempts.

[4/18/2003 6:29:33 AM | Mez Pyne]

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