Silk threads symmetrical,
each one carefully calculated
and spun into being.
Memories naked in the dark
gracefully swaying in the silent breeze.
But for light,
would go unnoticed.
But for the fly,
a thing to see.
Is the web a spider’s art?
or art by the human’s eye made?
Spoiler Alert: If you don’t want to know anything about this movie, I would strongly recommend not reading this essay.
Darren Aronofsky’s latest film, “The Wrestler,” is ugly. It hurts. I don’t expect I’ll watch it again for a very long time, and I don’t expect I’ll ever be quite the same after having watched it.
There’s [...]