Vachel Lindsay

(November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931 / Springfield, Illinois)

The Spider And The Ghost Of The Fly

Poem by Vachel Lindsay

Once I loved a spider
When I was born a fly,
A velvet-footed spider
With a gown of rainbow-dye.
She ate my wings and gloated.
She bound me with a hair.
She drove me to her parlor
Above her winding stair.
To educate young spiders
She took me all apart.
My ghost came back to haunt her.
I saw her eat my heart.

Comments about The Spider And The Ghost Of The Fly by Vachel Lindsay

  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (7/14/2014 4:45:00 AM)

    amazing! ! this is a well crafted poem and i realy like it.keep it up Vachel(Report)Reply

    Tottenham Ray(11/24/2018 3:17:00 PM)

    It looks like a simple short poem with not much content, but in reality it is a well written deep, packed with story piece of work.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003