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Spider's Neverknot

Spin up and whip over
like Satan's paths

her resonated threads
bind facets into diadems

deadly sweet, faces
of the wind

She accepts, she hears
your loath-sum
judgments

but it's too much
trouble
to wrap the dead

Rot then
you god-head,
and let your smirk become

Her Everlasting Grin

(New Version May 2004,
with lots of advice from the
free verse forum at
Celaine's This So Called Life)

Poems Menu

Against the Dying of...
A Woman Writes
Back and Forth
Beneath the Water
Christianity Rant
Coil III
Defenseless
Dissertation Conjuration; or, What it is
Ladyslippers
Imagine Again
Invocation
Melancholy
Mood
My God, Your God
Practical Feminism
Reflexive Distance
Seven Strands Reclaiming
Spider's Neverknot
The Chant
The Defense
Trashed But Not Forgotten
Trouble with Fundamentalists
Water Sprite
Wending
Who Wins

Neverknot (original version, 1987?)

She accepts, she hears
your loath-sum
judgments.

Spinning up, whipping over,
to and fro - like Satan's
paths
Her re-sinated threads,
bind facets into diadems.

Deadly sweet, faces
of the wind.

But it's too much
trouble
to wrap the dead.

Rot then,
you god-head,
and let your smirk become
Her Everlasting Grin.