ARACHNE

"What is that bungle hanging from the ceiling
Unresting even now with constant slight
Drift in the breeze that breathes throught rooms at night?
Can it be something, then, that once had feeling, 
A girl, perhaps, whose skill and pride and hope
Strangled against each other in the rope?"


Thom Gunn, Boss Cupid, New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2000, p. 28.