Between the Porch Light and the Blue Shingles

Between the Porch Light and the Blue Shingles

Morning shimmers
on the web stitched
between the porch light
and the blue shingles

that have gone soft
with rain and rot.
Light glimmers
on each silver strand,

spearing the sparrow’s
black eye, the sparrow,
perched on the porch rail,
as it considers its hunger:

the mayfly struggling
in the web, thrum and hum,
and the spider, tucked
beneath a pillow of shadows.

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