A SPUN ILLUSION

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

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