A mayfly

A mayfly taking off from a spike of mullein would blunder into Deichtine's mouth to become Cú Chulainn, Cú Chulainn who had it within him to steer clear of a battlefield on the shaft of his own spear, his own spear from which he managed to augur the fate of that part-time cataloguer, that cataloguer who might yet transcend the crush as its own tumult transcends the thrush, the thrush that's known to have tipped off avalanches from the larch's lowest branches, the lowest branches of the larch that model themselves after a triumphal arch, a triumphal arch made of the femora of a woman who's even now filed under Ephemera.