What say to "Appalachian Sunset" poem?

Question

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 c**k an eye toward

Medicine robes secluding

Four-house towns,

Descending invisibility on

Kitchens of corn bread,

Gravy, pork chops.

Answer 1

This is great, should be published!

Answer 2

I'd buy your book!  LOL

Browsing all of your poetry and enjoying them very much!

Answer 3

On Clingman's Dome waiting..I am there E...Thanks

Answer 4

The Appalachians from Maine to Georgia are so ancient and so beautiful.  You have painted an American portrait of perfect perspective.

Answer 5

cornbread, gravy, pork chops... sigh

Answer 6

I love being able to see your poems. I can travel and not spend any money.