Love it! The South is a magical place and I'm so thankful God allowed me to grow up in it. That poem reminds me of my grandmother's home in Barnardsville, N.C. Especially the syrupy sweet tea. No one could make it like she could.
Janet - Thanks for entering the contest to win an advance copy of my book, When the Whistle Blows, on the Class of 2k9 blog. I have good news - you won! If you'll send me an email with your name/address, I'll get it in the mail to you! My email address is Fran at francannonslayton dot com. Congratulations!
Best, Fran Cannon Slayton When the Whistle Blows (Philomel, 2009)
Thank you so much for introducing "my little book of southern poems" to your readers. It is greatly appreciated!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem..sounds like a beautiful place.
ReplyDeleteLove it! The South is a magical place and I'm so thankful God allowed me to grow up in it. That poem reminds me of my grandmother's home in Barnardsville, N.C. Especially the syrupy sweet tea. No one could make it like she could.
ReplyDeleteJanet - Thanks for entering the contest to win an advance copy of my book, When the Whistle Blows, on the Class of 2k9 blog. I have good news - you won! If you'll send me an email with your name/address, I'll get it in the mail to you! My email address is Fran at francannonslayton dot com. Congratulations!
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Fran Cannon Slayton
When the Whistle Blows (Philomel, 2009)