Laura Pearce When the gypsies came, your grandmother made me promise not to go to the woods where fires blazed and music played and dark-eyed women danced in coins. She said they'd steal a girl like me with golden hair and flower skin and make me begin filthy clothes and feed me scraps of moldy bread. [cont.] |
John Moody When I came back from San Francisco at first no one knew me. Gone five years, wearing white silk now, my pockets heavy with the money I'd known I'd earn. My family welcomed me, but even they seemed uncertain of who I was, [cont.] |
Tubman Greene My father traveled fast and traveled far, away from warmer rivers, warmer land-- all time, he said a single guiding star and charity from one brave woman's hand. [cont.] |
Martha Blackmer How does a woman know the man she's wed? She shares his meals, she sleeps in the same bed, she soaps and blues his linens, mends his wools; yet always some strong waiting secret pulls [cont.] |
Janet Dobb Heat's set in early. June, already chicory in bloom, that blue no eye could ever be, and lilies orange as a fencepost tomcat daring the sun [cont.] |
Oscar Gorton At twenty I set out for Michigan. Erie Canal, Lake Erie, overland to Pontiac, then further in. A man that age thinks all he needs is a strong hand [cont.] |