Cobwebs in October


Cobwebs in October

Low-slung nets made visible by dew

Appear suddenly one morning.

Trampolines of soft breath

And droplet-beaded precision.

The seesaw song of the chaffinch

Bounces off allium globes. Ghostly lines

Lassoed over St Johns Wort,

And spiders go-ape

Between herbaceous, hammock-weaved heaven.

Cat’s-cradles: the fingers of branches,

And every bush, every stalk is wired up

With explosives,

As pyracantha flames orange,

Wrapped up like a Christmas shroud.

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