Upon Reading the Headline A Spider’s Web Is Part of Its Mind
I think if I could spin a web it would look like the web of the arboreal tarantula I used to keep in a glass tank in my bedroom she had a big stick that she used as anchor for the silk she laid down a little at a time as she made a tunnel to retreat to her mind apparently was inelegant but sturdy it was homey in there but dark lacking focus she would web web web and then rest hunkering and slow not like the orb weavers webs suspended in the open all autumn whose minds are spectacular symmetrical who balance in the center gorgeous and relaxed on their sharp toes
Francesca Bell is a poet and translator and also the author of Bright Stain (Red Hen Press, 2019). Her work appears widely in journals such as New Ohio Review, North American Review, Prairie Schooner, Rattle, and Tar River Poetry. She is currently hunkered way down in Northern California with her family.