Jibonnessa...excellent. You've inspired me to write a poem about spiders and flies before the day's out!

Poetic sparring ey? Cooool! I look forward to it.

Yup...I've just posted it. But I'm only being silly, yours is better (damn you!)

Hi, Jibunnessa. I haven't responded to your work for quite a long time. I like this poem. There's one exclamation mark in it, but the whole thing is an exclamation. I mean there's a great spontaneity about it. If your short lines were run together instead of being as they are, the poem would maybe still say what it says but would read as a rather solemn reflective piece. As it is, it has a lightness about it that gives it a lot of life and energy. The arachnid, the 'mighty eight-legged female', is formidable. She conjures up horror movies. She's a real predator; she doesn't deign to eat carrion. The ending is just right - 'Between death/ and obscurity' gives the reader something to think about, a puzzle that's not too difficult, but not too easy either. If the fly's not eaten, its destiny isn't fulfilled. It's in limbo. A law of nature (red in tooth and claw) is being broken. These are just some takes on it. It's an intriguing ending.

James.

Thanks James. Much appreciated.

Hate flies, like spiders, love this poem. Brilliant Jib.

Aaah, thanks Kathleen. Glad you like it.

Hi!

I really liked this poem. Despite the aesthetically fragmented style, it flows very nicely, and even has something of the fly's speedy but erratic rhythms. Not only do you conjure the fly itself, but seem to use it as a neat analogy for the transience of human existence. Perhaps I'm reading too much into it, but there definitely seems to be something of the metaphysical covertly present. Well done!

Cheers Adam! Glad you like it.

Jib

a very effective poem I like the changes in style

david