The Spider Holds A Silver Ball Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Spider Holds A Silver Ball

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The spider holds a Silver Ball
In unperceived Hands--
And dancing softly to Himself
His Yarn of Pearl--unwinds--

He plies from Nought to Nought--
In unsubstantial Trade--
Supplants our Tapestries with His--
In half the period--

An Hour to rear supreme
His Continents of Light--
Then dangle from the Housewife's Broom--
His Boundaries--forgot--

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 24 November 2016

What an amazing observation and conception for a poem on this little creature...superb- 10+++++++++++

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* Sunprincess * 15 June 2016

.....spiders are amazing creatures ★ though I prefer to stay away from a spider's web

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Brian Jani 14 July 2014

the spider web, one of natures wonders, the webs strength down to scale is scientifically impossible.well written poem here

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Emily Dickinson

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Amherst / Massachusetts
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