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''
Friday, November 03, 2006
Acorns in the Night
The tall oaks
Chunked acorns
At the roof of
My little cabin
Hard as they could
Wakin' me
Deep in the night
Thinkin' I was shot at
By a jealous mountain gal.
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