JoelJosol Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 If life were measured like a thread, who will cut off the fly hanging off a spider’s fiber, dead and swinging like a pendulum? How many threads will bury a spider whose legs were dismembered by soldier ants crawling over his upside-down body? The heavy rain stirs the mud, digs on the soft earth a shallow grave for the fly that dropped off the thread and the spider and its pieces. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 Observationally Dark, yet as powerful as a Sufi Tale of Moths, in the desert around a single flame! As usual, Well done JJ! DC Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted May 20, 2009 Author Share Posted May 20, 2009 Hi DrC, glad to see you here as well! Thanks for the feedback. Your avatar, is that a Picasso? Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 Yup. Picasso, self Portrait 1929- It's a mood thing;-) Maybe, I'll come out and post my scowling 'real' mug one of these days- Love your picture BTW! You look so cheerful! DC Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 Joel, this poem brings to mind the old adage, "He who lives by the sword dies by the sword." Very well done! Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 I love this poem. Joel, glad that you are better, and thank you for the pleasure to read you again. I enjoyed this poem very much. I love these lines: The heavy rain stirs the mud, digs on the soft earth a shallow grave Metaphorical and wise poem. Very thoughtful. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted May 20, 2009 Author Share Posted May 20, 2009 Tony, that is so appropriate. Alek, yeah, I can't stand too long not to be here :-) Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 20, 2009 Share Posted May 20, 2009 Hello again JoelJosol, There's a strong political overtone in this poem, particularly: a spider whose legs were dismembered by soldier ants crawling over his upside-down body? and also: shallow grave reminiscent of torture and murder. Could one ask: How did the spider get the fly to enter his 'parlour'? Or was the fly a hapless victim of brutality and extermination? Very well crafted and gives the reader much to think, albeit I could be way off the mark in my reading here. Hope the new year brings some political stability and calm in your beautiful country and you inspiration. goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted May 20, 2009 Author Share Posted May 20, 2009 Thank you, GL. Your reading is completely possible in a countryside still hot with violence. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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