autumn shades

i *think* this is my poem

for the bloodroot and violet book

from the natural colours exhibit

i *know* this is a pot

of autumn colors 

cotton, linen, and silk

and paper

 saving can lids for globes

 and rusty bits shed by passing vehicles

probably tractors

 drew asked it this was hebrew, 

you can, perhaps, see why

 more metals on yogurt mordanted cotton twill

 those gramicci climbing pants

 more of claudia's clothing

 twill and rose

and inside one linen bundle, 

a little silk surprised me.