MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh

dive, dive

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arachnid, fine hairs

on legs and abdomen

glistening in the sun

pauses on a

horizontal reed

at pond’s edge

then dives in

anchoring near the bottom

to work, to spin

detaches, and ascends

breathing, fine hairs capturing

air bubbles, then dives

industrious, weaving silken

cocoon-like, translucent

submerged chamber

magical in its gill-like

ability to contain oxygen

and dispel carbon dioxide

so diving-bell spider

alone among arachnids

can live beneath the surface



Author: mjnordgren

I am creating a series of novels set in rural southwest Missouri in 1940

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