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James Sutherland-Smith
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JAMES SUTHERLAND-SMITH POET, TRANSLATOR, CRITIC Welcome to my website. Here is my my latest book, Cobweb / Pavučinka, a bilingual edition published by Horská lucerna in September 2026
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The storm dawdles behind the ridge that hides the south from me, a glower above beech and spruce with crude webs of lightning that form, fizz and fray while rain bangs a passionate measure on the panels roofing my deck.
Almost-invisibilities attach a web to the pillars that keep roof and gutter over me. I’ve counted twenty-eight divisions radiating out, a polygon of spit, glinting as lightning flickers,
whose threads have enough give and take to hold the shaking web and the spider at its centre. I think thought is like this, then understand it isn’t thought but what comes after thought begins and before thought has done:
stillness, impulse, a rapid act which doesn’t shift the spider even though wind gusts exaggerate the web this way and that. How can a spider know weather from individual struggles of lacewing, midge or moth?
Can the spider and its web survive? All night the rain pelts down as I lie awake recalling your goodbye, lips on mine, hardly a kiss, hardly a thought. By morning it seems, save for a torn edge, the web has held.
from Cobweb / Pavučinka
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