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''
A wedge of geese Fly with a "ziz, ziz, ziz" Of wings In a sky of gold And purple swirled Around the full moon. Little dog pulls Hard on her leash. Huntin' for memories In the grass.
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