by AJ, 13
Heroic University Homeschool, Cary, North Carolina

Heavy air thick with green pollen powder
I saw a spider web spun
among dogwood twigs.

And when the wind blew, dust
encrusted the silken thread.  I saw
all in the web . And thought
of insects trapped. After rain, walking,
the air was fresh in the
April evening.


Written in response to "The Owl" by Arthur Sze