The Spider

(Reposting a classic and favorite of mine and Ted’s)

 

I caught a spider

In a cup

It resonated fear

It knew my home

Was not a church

No sanctuary lost

Between its world

Of web and fang

But something alien

To touch

A surface inaccessible

To stealth and sting

Now in captivity

The agile acrobat

Dreams of a god with wings

 

Ted Goodell

2007

(Original post December 2014, Re-post January 2019)