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''
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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