Series of poems exchanged between poets via e-mail
# 7
FILMING THE NEW FASHION
one hundred dandelions
untouched
woven on their own
air
sand
man
doesn't matter
never did
sewing itself to soil
with shedding hair
knowing that won't last
crosses natural fingers
casino mind
yesterday
after delivering bread
we saw a hawk
snake coiled in talons
blast from plowed field
into life while fighting
other birds in flight
just wanting a bite
the new fashion is
go your own way
and if you can't
look to the sky
everything returns
& beware
sharp
shadows
- michael cartright
