To begin with, let me quote a bit from something written for George Jones in the 1990s by Nashville veterans Randy Boudreaux, Sam Hogin, and Kim Williams: I started drinking and actin’ crazy Way back in sixty five Mama would pray and say, he’s my baby Lord, please keep him alive Sister came home with […]
Let us not take it for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small. -Virginia Woolf, “The Common Reader” Once, on the steps of a cabin in wild Montana, just before dawn I stood stunned by that delirium of stars. I’ve looked from a […]
Decades back, and darkness falling. Puddles of dew had assembled themselves In a doomed but vivid community Across the field we gazed at below. The puddles winked and sassed at the sun, Half drowned behind the hill by now. Phoebus, the ancients called that planet, Nearly sunk by now to his mockers’ level. That evening […]
I can brood on things, such as why it’s always the poor who fashion slapdash signs saying Free, then stacktheir detritus outdoors. Who’d want it? I wonder, as I pass a certain house.I know the people who live in there. Hell no –I don’t know them, not in the least. There’s some mystery in everyone, […]