Stories, Old Ragged Verse, Letters to and from mountain cousins by Storyteller and Appalachian Humorist Stephen Hollen. Enjoy the humor and bittersweet memories of Eastern Kentucky and a place where the mist crawls down the mountainside ''like molasses on a cold plate''
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Hard Maple
The wind whispers
A secret joke
Caught up
By the crabapple
The leaves titter
As they laugh.
The solid maple
Hardly stirs
Barely a chuckle
Maybe just too busy
Perhaps so very deep
To mind frivolities.
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