Category: the South
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Savannah
He wanted to ride off into the sunset like Hopalong Cassidy always did, but he lived in the midlands And he had promised himself that he would retire someday to Savannah and riding off into the sunset Led into the mountains and mountains grow cold in winter and he feared he may die alone In…
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Green anole
green anole in green vines chases competitor along fence rail until it leaps into air disappears in weeds brown anole turns back to green blows bubble gum neck king of the rail and all he sees 5-25-21
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haikus along the Orangeburg Edisto
taking its sweet time Edisto River wanders slowly to the sea on tall cypress trees wind moves beards of Spanish moss sit back, relax, breathe white clover flowers slender stems tied together I’ll make you a crown 5-19-21
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Home
After unloading the car You stood at park’s edge Cup of tomato soup in hand Tree frogs sang in sky They didn’t miss you But you missed them This morning, you photograph Hyacinths blooming by the steps Listen to the back and forth of birds Watch squirrels play tag Wave at a neighbor Sip coffee…
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Carolina wrens
An unruly mob of squirrels used to hold rallies in our yard but not for a while Maybe, it’s because of autumn or maybe, the feral cats or maybe, because I raked the pine cones in a pile the city carried away But I’m okay with that because Carolina wrens have moved in One sits…
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The Myth of Wade Hampton III – Part I
He danced with all the ladies sword at his side metals on his chest a fine bushy faced fox at wartime cotton patch cotillions When hounds were heard howling his name across the river he tucked his tail and fled into the woods and fields Yipping in shadows until Rutherford leashed the hounds the dandy…
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