Hello friends, This week, five poems from my collection FABRIC (which will go out of print sometime between now and July 12th…). Enjoy!TRANSFORMATIONS (Anagrammed Lines) Transformations first ran on atoms in strata — no forms or mantras. No fits.... A firm noon starts, as from torn satin. Soon, far tints arm far moon transits. Transformations form stars, anoint arts, form nations of man or transits of storms — in an art far torn into mass, stir formats anon.
I love all five poems, Anthony! Particularly 'Transformations' and 'A Quatrain'.
Would you be open to having your work featured on a future post of Three Things Weekly?
I would! Thank you for asking.