Red

in the copper urn
in the beaded purse
in the maple, the cherry
      turning
in the african belt
in the bentwood box
in the goldfish
      swimming the chilling pond
in the persian rug
in the porcelain bowl
in the photo of judd
      dancing with scarecrows
in the hopi drum
in the monster’s mouth
in me, in me, in me

 

One response to “Red”

  1. this is a great poem

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