Spider web
by Oritsegbemi Emmanuel Jakpa
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Invisible is spider web
to the eye, it still catches fly.
The world is filled with things like this.
Whenever I hear the goldcrest
singing with so much heart
in the garden spruce under the summer
blazing sun, I remember
the world is filled with things
like this that catches us but
invisible to the eye.
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