Every morning, one or two—
true, how what distantly frightens
rightens on closer view
in morning dew-light glowing
growing in grace as you
do your own talent-work
I stole the title from Jane Dougherty’s blog post, and though we have had numbers of spiders coming inside lately, this is probably not really about spiders.
Graceful Press Poetry 
Really descriptive and lovely.
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Thank you. I wanted to do something elegant and “serious” to do justice to the title, but this came out instead. 🙂
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Love this and its layers of meaning. Your rhyme scheme and rhythm build on each other beautifully!
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Thanks very much. I had fun with it. So nice to hear from you!
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Simple yet deeply layered. Really well done.
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Thank you very much!
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This reminds me of a Robert Frost poem — Design? — You bring out this tension between fear and learning. How many time so we need to take those deep breaths?
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Now I need to do some re-reading of Frost. Thanks!
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A. R. Ammons has a poem called “Identity” that filled with spidery webs that I’m sure you’d like.
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Having finally had a chance to catch up with your blog for the first time in a while, it occurs to me (probably reoccurs) how pleasingly precisely you place your words – it simply gives the reader enjoyment (this reader, at least) to find the words arranged with such seemingly exact inevitability.
For some reason, I get the feeling that your words are somehow painted into position… though even I’m not sure what I mean by that 🙂
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Thanks for taking the time to leave such a lovely comment. Just the kind of thing that keeps me going. 🙂 And I love the idea of painting words into place.
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