what i have asked, Lord, you have granted
thank you for the days
for the rays
that fall slanted
across the face
If my mother had not been an alcoholic, I might not have been a poet.
In a mesmerizing set, musician Nora Brown breathes new life into two old-time banjo tunes: “East Virginia” and “John Brown’s Dream.” An evocative performance paired with a quick history of the banjo’s evolution.
The sun came up this morning
Like a madwoman’s red eye
The darkness of my sacred ignorance enlightens me.