A SPUN ILLUSION
A few slender lines
of spider silk
stretch
between wild grasses
deflect
and tantalize
the sun’s beams –
like wingless dragonflies -
a plenitude of insects seems
to haunt the lines –
an intermittent
iridescent sheen
darts between threads
and blithely skips
along the spider’s
anchoring
Malcolm Evison
8 September 2006
A companion to THE WORD OF SINNA LUVVA blog. An Outlet for new poems, drafts of poems and even rediscovered or reworked ones! For more poetry by Malcolm Evison see the Related Sites listing.
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This speaks to me.
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