I've blogged before about lines from poems that get stuck in my head ("Oh do not ask what is it/let us go and make our visit") - and this poem contains another one of those lines: "God the great spider." I turn that phrase around in my head sometimes, feel the weight of the words in that particular arrangement. I tried to imagine it written with other creatures inserted: God the great mayfly, God the great ladybug, God the great earthworm. Only spider works.
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Such beauty, you say
Let us stop & admire
A moment, a day
The fields & the fire
God the great spider
Has caught you again.
--Tom Disch
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