From Pillar To Post

Hurrying to leave for work
in the predawn gloom
I almost walk through it,
that gossamer web,
woven overnight and strung
from pillar to post.

Like a sail unfurled from
the rigging of a ship,
tautly attached, its center
bulges and strains
to engage the breeze in
its billowing weave.

A frantic land-locked sailor
has, by turning bare
poles into magnificent spars,
hoped to escape fall’s
impending frost and follow
the wind southward.

But that vain attempt to
harness the wind
with almost invisible thread
clearly has failed;
all that’s been ensnared is
a leaf going nowhere.


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