by David Ackley
are necessary, but easy to overlook.
Faulkner said
a great work of art was worth
any number of grandmothers,
begging severely the question
of where he would be,
lacking one of his.
Snapshot
In the photo,
How old, how old
the face chiseled deep
and sagged
no surprise they grew old young,
to these women in their faded print dresses and
laced black shoes trained
by work and wear.
bearing:
wearing, that
(sons sent to war, not always returned)
the making and baking
the thick stockings and heavy shoes
and at the end of day
rubbing sore feet
for a little relief
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re "Grandmas";This line of Faulkner's always sort of pissed me off.
The second piece, "Snapshot", born out of the first....
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Good old Faulkner!
Lovely to read, even if I don't really agree.
Thanks, Erika, for the read and comment.
Makes me think of Flannery's she'd have been a good woman if she'd had somebody there to shoot her every day of her life.
She would have been a good woman,” The Misfit said, “if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”
My grandmothers are gone, but I know from whence I came.*
Thanks Dianne and Tim. ( I like that Flannery Story, too.)