On Wed, 29 Nov 2006 12:00:24 -0500, Jim Charter <jrc### [at] msncom> wrote:

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>A NOISELESS, patient spider,	




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>And you, O my Soul, where you stand,	
>Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,	

>connect them;	

>Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul.

I don't know why but this reminds me of "Invitation to Miss Marianne Moore" by
Elizabeth Bishop.
 

Regards
	Stephen

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