Opiliones
Harvestman, harvestman
What do you harvest here?
Harvestman, I think I know:
Uncertainty and fear
Are skinny legs a fragile sign
Of father, not my own?
Or harbingers of venom’s bite
That make men weep and groan?
You wander in the corners
So much like a brown recluse
The color, too, is much the same—
A very clever ruse
Harvestman, harvestman
What did you harvest here?
My fears and my uncertainty
Before you disappeared?
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I love how the title/sci name makes him seem like a Greek god. This one is fun! Also, that the spider disappears at the end–eep!
This is soooooo well done!!!
Great concept landed so well !!!!!
L.
You are amazingly talented.
Thanks for writing and sharing joy 😊
Yes, a disappearing spider is a dangerous thing for the nerves! Love how you both honor and fear them. Didn’t know they had the Harvestman name. Thanks for the enlightenment and a good poem as well!
Love the rhythm…like a nursery rhyme tune…an incantation…
I didn’t know either they had the Harvestman name…cool.
Love: “Harvestman, harvestman/What did you harvest here/My fears and my uncertainty/Before you disappeared?