My poem ”Blue Flannel” was posted at The Paddock Review yesterday. The poem will also be in my forthcoming book Free-Fall from Finishing Line Press.
Here is the poem.
Blue Flannel
A fragment of a blue flannel shirt,
wind-frayed and snagged, hangs
in the branches of a red maple.
It’s not mine—the shirt. But I pass
it each day on my walk.
So I claim it as a mental possession,
like a tick mark on a list of things
that tracks where I am in my day.
I need these things,
these talismans.
Otherwise my days
spin without catching
like a broken roulette wheel:
no risk,
but also no purpose.
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Thank you.
Dana Yost 