The Magic of Mississippi
The Magic of Mississippi
depends on many things—
cricket songs, watermelons,
and front porch swings;
prayers whispered inside
a little country church,
our deep, muddy river,
red clay and fertile dirt;
cattle in the pasture,
catfish ponds and pines,
the smell of honeysuckles,
plums and muscadines;
the orange harvest moon,
soulful music in the air,
a white magnolia blossom,
and days with little care.
--Wynne Huddleston
printed in "Today in Mississippi"
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Very Good Wynne! Glad You are from Little Rock!
ReplyDeleteI had two very nice comments made to me about this little poem! One of my teachers said her son went straight to the paper when he got home from school and yelled, "My music teacher's in here!" He cut it out before his mother could even read the paper. The other comment was from a friend of a friend. She said that Don Jones from Pelahatchie called to ask did she know me. He wanted to send word to me that he enjoyed the poem so much. Those comments and others from people in my little community were worth more than any pay I might have received somewhere else. Sometimes it's just good to get "out there."
ReplyDeleteI've enjoyed the cadence in this poem. And the details -- they feed my senses. A reader has been transported. :) Thank you. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteI am very impressed with your work Wynne....they are very pleasing...emotional..I very much have enjoyed your blog....Kevin
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