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      October 18, 2014The Writing SpiderPaula Schulz

      Everyday I step out into the world,
      air all around me. It’s a high wire act
       
      and I’m walking without a net. The wind
      blows; the earth rolls beneath my feet.
       
      Sometimes I can’t stop crossing the canyon
      on a rickety rope and slatt bridge. I long
       
      for surety and grace, for one clear idea
      that will hold—something I might autograph.

       

      It’s times like these I think of the writing
      spider, her body a fearless All Hallows.
       
      What must it be like to live as a saint,
      no longer earthbound. Daily work for her
       
      is spun glass thrown out in faith that it will
      land where it should and catch God’s good light.
       
      When the work is done, she signs her name
      as any artist would: in startling

       

      seismograph script on the net that’s always
      there, though often I don’t see it.

      from Ekphrastic Challenge

      Comment from the photographer, Judy Keown

      “I am in love with the poem I selected and was amazed with the quality of work submitted by each and every poet! Paula Schulz’s poem, ‘The Writing Spider,’ spoke to me and my desire to achieve professional acceptance in the tough world of photography. We each have that inner desire to be recognized for our efforts. Yet for me, I have now learned if I’m happy with an image, that’s really all that counts even if no one sees my work. Acknowledgement from others is just a welcome bonus. I applaud each of the authors and will treasure the poems submitted. As a whole, this group has forever changed my perspective. So now when I’m out photographing nature in the middle of the woods, high atop a mountain, watching the sun rise or set, your words will be there to keep me company. ‘… when the work is done, she signs her name as any artist would …’ Thank you!”

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