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.