June Journal: Saturday, June 29, 2013

by Don Mager

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Don’t stop looking just to take sides with
the wriggling cricket. You see victim
then.  Look simply. This thread is a line
taking a slow walk around itself
to view every side. It sees angles
and arcs. It sees interstices. Its
eloquence wavers in the light. Its
journey forth and back snares crickets but
can’t snare breezes. Hello! a breeze can’t
snare it. Its spider hangs from her legs
as motionless as a swimmer’s deep
breath before her dive. Dare to trace the
line to its source. Dare not look away.
Stillness to watch is yours—to wait, hers.


Category: Poetry, SNHU Creative Writing, SNHU online creative writing