Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Happy Halloween! Emily Dickinson's Spider Poems


Emily Dickinson’s Poems
R. W. Franklin 1998 Edition
 

1373
The Spider as an Artist
Has never been employed --
Though his surpassing Merit
Is freely certified

By every Broom and Bridget
Throughout a Christian Land --
Neglected Son of Genius
I take thee by the Hand --

606
The spider holds a Silver Ball
In unperceived Hands--
And dancing softly to Himself
His Yarn of Pearl--unwinds--

He plies from Nought to Nought--
In unsubstantial Trade--
Supplants our Tapestries with His--
In half the period--

An Hour to rear supreme
His Continents of Light--
Then dangle from the Housewife's Broom--
His Boundaries--forgot—

1163
A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Opon an arc of White –
If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform –
Of Immortality
His strategy
Was Physiognomy –

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