Sunday, October 30, 2011

A Noiseless Patient Spider by Walt Whitman

In honor of Halloween, I decided to write my poetry blog on something that scares me everytime I see it.

Ok, so really the poem isn't about a hairy 8-legged creature coming to eat me. But the way he breaks up the poem makes it easier to understand. The first stanza is talking about the actual spider, while the second is talking about a soul. Breaking up the two makes the metaphor easier to catch because it shows a shift between talking about two things.

In those two different stanzas, are two antecedent scenarios. One is obviously that he spent a day watching a spider find a place to spin its web. The other, which is shown to be still happening because of the use of the verb stand, is that his soul somehow found it way into an empty space where it is now searching for a place to hold on to and stand.

Describing the theme is going to make me sound like a real poetry geek who emphatically talks about how this poem really spoke to them and they connected with their own feelings.  But it's the truth. I get that he is saying that his soul (whether that be his personal soul or a companion who he considers his soul) is waffling around is this lonely, empty space. Trying to make connections with people, reaching for a safe place to put their foot down. The soul is just waiting to make that stronghold where that catches hold and they are able to swing back.

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