[stylist] Poem - "A Spider"

[Jacobson, Shawn D]

I like it.  You have some interesting imagery.  Carelessness of large things towards the small is a part of the world I guess.

Shawn

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From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of William L Houts
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Hi Peeps,

Here's something I just dug up from one of my older, creakier poetry folders.  I wrote this sometime in my twenties, and I think it still works.  OH hell, why don't I just say it:  I'm in love with this poem and wouldn't edit it dfor a mint, LOL.  I've written a few poems about spiders, as I love the hideous little monsters somewhat, but this is probably the best.  Comments welcome, as always.


--Bill


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Sprawled in my favorite chair,
I  found a spider striving down
my sweater's cotton roads;
uncruel, I meant to brush her
from my collar to the floor,
but a brainless finger crushed her.

Drunk on ideas the size of salt,
her witty legs, those marvelous legs
had skittered her down the wall

to vistas of heaving; the ebb
and flo of my breathing.

A ruined husk.  I didn't reckon
the difference between our lives,
the stellar gap between a spider's
life and mine:  and this was my task,
for if it exists, a reckoning spider is
truly a monster, a foe to be fought.

But she was no monster,
and I was only a man in a chair,
reading, with no ill intent:  and yet
that tiny walker died, a small
color in the world gone to gray

at my blameless finger's end.




















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           --Jane Siberry

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