And the poem called "Spider Crystal Ascension."
I picked the three biggest words out of the poem,
and made the title about it, because it
sounded like an ideogram-- spider, crystal, ascension.
I like that sound.
It's five lines about looking at the Milky Way,
among other things.
"The spider, juiced crystal and Milky Way, drifts on his web
through the night sky and looks down, waiting for us to ascend.
At dawn, he is still there, invisible, short of breath,
mending his net.
All morning, we look for the white face
to rise from the lake like a tiny star.
And when it does, we lie back in our watery hair and rock."