The Spider
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It is an enormous spider no longer moving;

a colorless spider whose body,

head, and abdomen, is bleeding.

I‘ve seen him so close today. With what strength

he lengthened his innumerable feet

to every side.

And I think of his invisible eyes

those fatal pilots of the spider.

It’s a spider who shivered, fixed

at the edge of a stone;

the abdomen on one side

and on the other, its head.

With so many feet the poor thing, and yet he cannot

make himself out. And I, watching him

amazed in such trance,

what strange pain this traveler gives me today.

It’s an enormous spider, whose abdomen

prevents him from following his head.

I’ve thought about his eyes

and his numerous feet . . .

And what strange pain this traveler gives me today!