the spiderweb spun
across the windowpane
has stood strong for weeks,
weathering the weather
trembling in every belter
but never coming asunder,
never mind the drizzle
the deluge or the thunder
the web still glistens with dew,
the sole architect and builder
still living and spinning
this eight-legged van gogh,
I toast to the beauty of their art
their mastery of the form
and their sheer perseverance.
Hedy Hume (they/them) is a writer raised by the sea, who loves cats and frogs and creatures of that ilk. They have been featured in the short story anthology Mainstream (Inkandescent). Twitter: @dramatur_