Why this?

The occasional poem of my own and a generous helping of work by others that I find inspiring. Site is named for a beloved book by one of my favorite writers, Italo Calvino, whose fanciful work lights--and delights--my soul.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Fiddler Crab

To travel sideways--
lunging at the world with one

big claw, lopsided vision,
junk-heap of evolution's

elbows, prongs, and hinges,
uncommitted to the surface, skimming

warily--you bolt,
are poised even when still

to withdraw at the slightest
tremor, a shadow's digit,

your adventures thin compared
to the incremental journeys of a snail

(effusive as pleasure,
each blade of texture

wallowed and soiled),
with brittle fidgets touch

little to keep you here, scuttle
again and again

as if slung by a rubber band
or yo yo'd 

from the corkscrew 
involution of your burrow

which you will back in,

claw held aloft, bulged
eyeballs on the intruder, withholding 

your lightless, shallow, brief

--Lisa Williams

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