Write me a poem, he said,
About love and the end of time
And nail it to the hickory tree
In the fence row behind grandma’s house,
Where the coyotes won’t see it Continue reading “Rattle Your Clothes”
Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry
Poetry of the People
Write me a poem, he said,
About love and the end of time
And nail it to the hickory tree
In the fence row behind grandma’s house,
Where the coyotes won’t see it Continue reading “Rattle Your Clothes”