Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--
Only this and nothing more."
. . .
. . .
Soon again I heard a tapping something louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--
'Tis the wind and nothing more.
. . .
from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe.
Would that I could write such poetry. But I too, in the midnight silence, heard a sudden TIK at my window.
It turned out to be a visitation by a big praying mantis!
Strange . . . I was praying a bit before going to bed when the Mantis religiosa (his scientific name) appeared. It was nice to have someone to pray with.
Especially since mantis is Greek for prophet.
Luckily there was a screen between us. A mechitza maybe?
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