Friday, September 25, 2020

Howard Pflanzer | Spinning in Air

Spinning in Air

 

A strand of spider silk strung between the nearly touching pines

Glistening in the yellow sunlight back dropped by the blue sky

At moments glowing like a shining UFO

Yellow flitting across the endless azure

 

What intrepid spider spun this golden thread into the void

To connect this vast distance

Was it the builder of an arachnid empire

Or a sudden flight of fantasy

To bridge an uncharted space

 


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Howard Pflanzer
is a poet, playwright, and fiction writer. Dead Birds or Avian Blues was published by Fly By Night Press in 2011. Recent publications include FIVE Poetry, And Then, Downtown Brooklyn, Home Planet News, Pratik, Poems:LES Festival of the Arts Dedicated to the Lower East Side (TNC 2016, 2017), Of Burgers and Barrooms (Main Street Rag 2017), and WORD:An Anthology by A Gathering of the Tribes (2017). His hybrid performance piece, Walt Whitman Opera, adapted from Whitman’s poetry with music by Constance Cooper, was presented at the undergroundzero festival in New York in July 2014.

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