The Spider webs, undated

1 sheet ; 30 x 21 cm. Holograph with corrections in red. A poem (Note 2)

Dusk is a sneaky spider
That steals across the water,
Trotting on its multiple legs
With no trace on the tranquil sea.
You never know exactly where
The landing is to be
And find only too late,
At a backward glance,
That we have been captured all
In the vastness of its webs