Last month I was in the foothills of the Adirondacks, poking around my parents’ giant vegetable garden (the thing could supply a small farmer’s market) talking tomatoes and beans with my father. Every summer and fall growing up we had an assembly line in the kitchen, washing and chopping and blanching and bagging zucchini and corn … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Joyce Sutphen
“…together, country-western on the radio.” Johnny Cash. Tammy Wynette. Dolly Parton. Loretta Lynn. Lynn Anderson. Hank Williams. Glen Campbell. Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash. Has Johnny Cash been mentioned? Johnny Cash. These are the country-western singers you grew up with, the ones who were on the radio in the station wagon as you and your family … Continue reading Stand before a bookcase, close your eyes, pick a book, open it up, jab your finger down on the page, and use that sentence as your opening
She copies her friends and decides to write a poemish thing a day for a month. After all, if they told her to jump off a bridge, sure, she would jump off a bridge. Why not? Good Lord, I’ve got to write a poemish thing, she tells her daughter. They are sitting in a semi-grimy … Continue reading Kathi and April are both doing it, so why shouldn't she?