A RECAP (with spiders)
Current office space.
Depressing.
Crowded.
Ick.
Soon-to-be-Room-of-my-Own
The Shed has been home to random
boxiness since we moved in almost
3 years ago.
Before
The Shed-to-Den-of-Awesomeness
project begins.
And the current inhabitants are
going to have to move.
After a lot of heavy lifting
and the relocation of 37 spiders
(32 Daddy Longlegs and 5 Wolf Spiders)
We have . . . empty space!
And the spider relocation project is a success!
However, they revisited me in my dreams during the 3:15 Experiment.
from The 3:15 Experiment
August 7, 2010
A jar of spiders in the sun
daddy long-legs paddling the air
they must be relocated
re launched spider astronauts
flying in the wind
through space moments before
touching down on cement block or
woodpile they hold their breath
count one . . . two . . .
I’m not interested in the relocation of spiders
merely the poetic parachute
the lightness of being
the silence of godliness
spiderness is next to godliness
the descent of spiderkind
moment fleeting without
any barbarianism
without ego smash
without combustion
without pushing aside
they catch the breeze
drop without hesitation
into the new void
~ ~ ~
I love how I interrupt the poem in the 2nd half. I remember thinking to myself, “No, I don’t want to write about the process of the relocation of spiders, I want to say something about how beautiful it was when they floated away.”
