When I Say ‘Hillbilly’, I Say It With A Smile

I live in Appalachia, and when I say ‘hillbilly” I say it with a smile. I say it with a smile because I know hillbillies, and find the people who will admit claim to being of this group quite a fine sort of people, and vastly different from the characters portrayed on The Beverly Hillbillies […]

Apples, Eve, Food, Paradise Lost or Found

Does it all come down to an apple? Heaven or Hell, a place one enters or is barred from, a magical gloried destination or a endlessly torpored collection of platitudes? The apple bears quite a responsibility on its sloped perfumed shoulders in all of these musings. Of course it may not even have been an […]

The Poetry of the L.A. Farmers Market – 1974

Not knowing exactly what to say about this momento of the Farmers Market in Los Angeles sent by Trilby and Frank to the Hunnicut and Blaha Family, I’ve turned to Marianne Moore. Even then, it is difficult. Therefore I’ve offered more than one of her lines here – you can choose the one you think […]