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Sorry John, I have no idea who he could have been having a go at, but I know i would like to see the other three stanzas of the J.G. Needham poem Chrysops hint hint ;)Tony.

In the mean time here is another of my own sonnets

Chloropidae

Who knows of the Chloropids? They?re so small,
full-stops with wings, there?s little more to see
if you should chance to find one flying free,
most of the time they are not seen at all.
Alas, this weakness of our human eyes
robs us of so much beauty I could cry
were it not that our human minds can fly;
my microscope unveils a sweet surprise.
What was a dot is now a fly complete
in all its parts, perfected and sublime.
The wonder of it lifts me out of time
into a moment so intense, replete
with joy and free from stress and pain,
it lures me back to life time and again.