Monday, 28 November 2016

She Taught Me About Gossamer

by Catalina Claussen

She taught me about gossamer
It’s everywhere
Floating, knitting sunlight to starlight
Granite cliff faces to precarious spiders
willows to the banks of
The West Fork

And then she said
Bring your children
So they can hear themselves
Play, weaving inspiration into motion
Making bark boats and racing them downstream

Keep a watchful eye
On giggling shouts of triumph
And lizards bathing in midday streams
Of sunlight warming round rocks
That roll away uncertainty
Not found in the present moment.

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