On Saturday I attended a salon at the home of Rita London and Erik Schurink. We heard some of Jay Leeming's poetry and took a walk over to Michael Davis's atelier, where Michael spoke to us about his work and mentioned that Jay's poetry had given him some new vocabulary.
In particular, Michael told us, Jay's poem about a tapestry speaks to the work he does with paint and brush and many kinds of charcoal. (Personally I like the funny poem about office life, read later on in the night, called "Days of Glory," inspired by temp work in New York City.)
But I looked up the tapestry poem again (online) and found a letterpress print of it.
The root system would make a nice descender for a y.