.......Appalachian Sunset Poem by elysabeth faslund

Moonstruck rust, enchanted rust
Gathering substance,
Spiraling up, descending crescendos
Spidering spells across ground
Boundaries
Of air, rock, hills, backroad towns...
Backbone ridges in
Time-tinted tin...
Sheds, webs of buckets, plows,
Wagon wheels...
Shreds, straps of harnesses
From upon-a-time mules
Dusting through rows flattened by
Sunstruck rust, twilight rust...
Passed by ritual busses, S.U.V.'s,
Cell phones speaking of hotels,
Scenery in Chattanooga.
Turkeys cock an eye toward
Medicine robes secluding
Four-house towns,
Descending invisibility on
Kitchens of corn bread,
Gravy, pork chops.