so easily we forget the web is spun to catch the fly
to wrap a fly in silk larder to liquid lunch dinner drink
until nothing is left but an empty mummy fly husk
Great Poem, Reminds me how often this occurs to the innocent in real life. Right after, government elections there are many that feel like that poor fly. " to wrap a fly in silk larder" what an image! The whole poem is so well written you not only see it but really feel it. Not many poems ever attain that thrilling stage.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature is beautiful. Nothing wasted.