THE SPIDER AND THE GHOST OF THE FLY

by: Vachel Lindsay (1879-1931)

      NCE 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.

"The Spider and the Ghost of the Fly" is reprinted from The Congo and Other Poems. Vachel Lindsay. New York: Macmillan, 1914.

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