Argiope (Hill Country in August) (2008 Texas Poetry Calendar Dos Gatos Press) She waits, Spread in governing tension To the sensory threads, Poised, where her geometric universe Fans in spanning rays, Finite points, line segments Measured to the millimeter, Precise polygons contrived in diligence.    She breathes with the wind, Undulates to its power. She rides, she sails Until some vulgar blunder Flings the shimmering strands in disarray, Her temple ruined.   She spins again. Spins and sings. She locks and links Her endless seams In tedious ceremony.