The light is like a spider.
It crawls over the water.
It crawls over the edges of the snow.
It crawls under your eyelids
And spreads its webs there-
Its two webs.
The webs of your eyes
Are fastened
To the flesh and bones of you
As to rafters or grass.
There are filaments of your eyes
On the surface of the water
And in the edges of the snow.
Tattoo
Wallace Stevens
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Poem topics: light, grass, surface, snow, water, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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