Poetry

A young girl smelling a flower

 

 

 

Danielle Thorne never forgot her Yankee heritage, even as the beauty of the South shaped and influenced her paths. This is the volume of a young woman finding her way through the mire of family roots and tradition, motherhood and the society of the South. Her poems at times are frank - but she gracefully shares the beautiful and enlightening moments we all experience, no matter where our feet must wander.

 

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Southern Woman

 

They called Momma a Damn Yankee

because she didn’t know

what to do with bacon fat.

She pulled up half the garden

before she learned the difference between

snapdragons and plain old weeds.

My step-grandmama showed her

how to use an iron skillet,

and Momma gave up show tunes for

John Denver records. 

On Saturdays, she’d cut hair free

for everyone in town,

while they taught us kids to drink ice tea

and eat trout.

I forgot about Chicago

when they sent me down the road

to that old mountain school.