Key West The Newspaper

Perspectives

We know the room where we live

and the window’s familiar view.

Here is where a space, confirmed,

is the place a mind can feel at home

as its body speeds with each day’s turn

on the very edge of this earth’s rim.

A spider also spins and, suspended,

hangs its weight before my face.

With studied care it takes me in

as some distant kin that floats like him

as we stare immersed at our busy worlds

of boundless air where even silence sings.

Kirby Congdon