Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COUNTRY MUSIC, by FLEDA BROWN JACKSON First Line: Sometimes I feel so lean Alternate Author Name(s): Brown, Fleda Subject(s): Country Music; Divorce; Farm Life; Memory; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
Sometimes I feel so lean I can get past without brushing the sides. I am on my first husband's grandparents' farm in the Ozark valley, valley of mist, cows nudging the fence, three-mattress bed on the porch. When I loved him for that one day. When we listened in the evening to Jimmie Rodgers singing "The Soldier's Sweetheart," fattening his lyircs with patter, "Play that thing," or "Hey, hey, it won't be long now," his blue yodel like a train across the valley, like a heartbeat, amplified by your vocal cords in your sleep. When we woke to a dream of biscuits like clouds on top of eggs and bacon, the slick of molasses, the body soaking up maudlin fat and sugar the way it soaked up the old homeplace, the way it made me say, "How handsome you are, my love, in this iron bedstead under the weight of old quilts and breakfast clanking in there." Before the future cracked its sharp eye open and light from the kitchen syncopated with rain on the tin roof, and I am not really there, but in a caricature of memory, singing along, having a good time making myself teary-eyed, rolling the song out of my mouth, repeating the chorus, moving past it, with my trim, sexy body. Copyright © Fleda Brown. http://www.wlu.edu/~shenando | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SAMANTHA QUITS GROWING by FLEDA BROWN JACKSON |
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