Tattoo Poem by Wallace Stevens

Tattoo

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The light is like a spider.
It crawls over the water.
It crawls over the edges of the snow.
It crawls under your eyelids
And spreads its webs there--
Its two webs.

The webs of your eyes
Are fastened
To the flesh and bones of you
As to rafters or grass.

There are filaments of your eyes
On the surface of the water
And in the edges of the snow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 29 January 2015

Great writing and it is an interesting poem.

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Barry Middleton 17 November 2013

Well I think Mr Witt nailed it. The tattoo is like the objects in the world, it touches us but is not exactly us but it becomes a part of us. So light helps us take in the world just as a spider connects this to that as if a filament of its web connects all to us and us to all.

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