Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 26,817 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Perpendicular - Poem by Mark Heathcote

How did that web cut a horizontal line?
From washing pole to tree
What pendulum of imagined thought
Swung, itself into the face of me.

It's so miraculous to see
How vexed we can be to break
These autumnal webs that prohibit me
From keeping such ill-positioned keepsakes.

They're so, perpendicular
Demonstratively beautiful to the gardener
Who should envy their knot garden designs?
But God, what irritating land-mines.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 25, 2016

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