From Walt Whitman to Modern Neuroscience: The Poetic Appeal of Neuronal Networks

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 ...

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