Friday, September 2, 2022

The invisible beneath

Each delicate strand of the spider’s web 
Made iridescent by the fog, 
Whose gray haze masks 
So much of what we’re used to seeing, 
While highlighting what might otherwise 
 Have been totally imperceptible. 
Perhaps that is the job of both love and art: 
To ignore what is most obvious 
And celebrate the invisible beneath.

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