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A Poem by Wilyem Clark

Little spider, little spider,
Why are you here?
Why do you come back
Year after year?
Do you really catch buggies
To suck on for food,
Or do you weave webbings
Just to sit there and brood?

© 2023 Wilyem Clark


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Added on August 17, 2023
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Wilyem Clark
Wilyem Clark

Washington, DC



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I've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..

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