You could have a big dipper   

while I sit with a tangled mind by Hedy Hume


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_

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