Ae Freislighe - A Spider's Poetry

A thought spun up dangerous

Clung to in private corners

Made of silken strands numerous

Seeking refuge from scorners

A million small connections

Woven through the mind unbarred

To face the world’s rejections

From which it can’t leave unscarred

A work of art petrified

By faceless critics roaming

Yet weavers stand testified

By skills which they are honing

Sticky, hallow sanctuary

The might in those strands moonlit

Viewers gaze on, unwary

Of the freedom they admit

Language casts its messages

Elegance sings its rhythm

Weavers thank its privileges

The poetic web elysian

About the Author

Jazmin Collins has done many crazy things in her lifetime - flying an airplane, sticking her hand inside a living cow's stomach, and more - while remaining unable to ride a bike. She's hoping to do even crazier things in the future, such as publish her first original novel in May 2022. She's the winner of the 2021 Dell Award, and her work can be found in Asimov's Science Fiction magazine. When she's not making conversation-starting memories, she can be found curled up with a good sci-fi or fantasy novel or working on one of her own.