“The Self” by Bruce McRae
A spider in a high corner
one night declared its selfhood.
This was in an empty room
in an empty house on an empty street,
the usual thugs and streetwalkers
having ducked in out of the icy rain.
A miserable night, late November,
when a spider made a statement of intent.
“Me,” it said to the restless phantoms,
those poor souls enclosed in eternal shadow.
“I!” it cried to the winnowing dark,
silence crouching on all fours,
an old portrait on the wall poised
as if waiting to finish a sentence.
Bruce McRae, a Canadian musician currently residing on Salt Spring Island BC, is a Pushcart nominee with over a thousand poems published internationally in magazines such as Poetry, Rattle and the North American Review. His books are The So-Called Sonnets (Silenced Press), An Unbecoming Fit Of Frenzy . (Cawing Crow Press) and Like As If (Pskis Porch), all available via Amazon.