buttermilk sweet onion
tellings:
slender woman
my Mammaw
just shy of five feet
–was a lot of tall in her–
poker-faced her way
into an all-night
high stakes
5-card stud game
toddler in tow
to collect
my Daddy Pa
her fist hard-shoved
in apron pocket
Time to come home Aut
burly miners jumped
chairs tumbled
Daddy Pa folded
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What a punch this packs, Pam! Being not much more than 5 feet tall, I especially liked “was a lot of tall in her.”
Love the title, too!
Definitely a “lot of tall in her,” and a lot of tall in the poem!
Love the power she has sending burly miners scrambling! I like the word “tellings” leading us into her story and the fist “hard-shoved” into the pocket.
Just really enjoyed this. Fish in apron pockets and miners jumped and he folded.
I love this! You rendered this scene so well.
Go Grandmaw!
–was a lot of tall in her–
I loved this line!