the sky’s awash
a palette of blackbirds
as though dripping
slides down a cloud
contrived
at eyelevel
in delicate design
the fussy geometry
of a spider’s web
floats
on cool air
immersed
in the shifting of the sun
lights to dark
caressing
in silence
the girth of a craggy hemlock
Jean Cassidy Micaville, NC November 2003
