Abandoned Garment Factory,Deferiet, NY
Chain link fence and knot of gate
hem the husk of steel and brick.
Hung every thirty feet --
Crows stitch the loading dock and louvers,
clasp twig batting in their beaks.
Plywood sheets drape doors.
The flagpole halyard
rings its slender bell,
a locomotive’s ghost.
The dockside rails
A water tank has bled its rust from every bolt.
A pigeon threads a window
like a quick needle.
Paul David Adkins grew up in South Florida and lives in New York, a rare breed of reverse snowbird.
Enjoyed the images here with the sewing concept going through; and the rhythm of the opening lines drew me in.ReplyDelete