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The house faced the inland waterway, and the town of Colleton could be seen down the river, its white mansions set like chess pieces above the marsh.
The child of a beautiful woman, I was also a shrimper’s son in love with the shape of boats.
Standing beside him as a small boy, I would press my nose against my father’s shirt and he would smell like some rich, warm acre.
My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of indrawn tides.
I made a simple choice not to and found solace in the gentle palmistry of forgetfulness, a refuge in the cold, lordly glooms of the unconscious.
In families there are no crimes beyond forgiveness.
The words of her poems were a most private and fragrant orchard.
Luke acted when the heart cried out; the poetry in him was wordless.
Atlanta is a place where they built a city and left the forest intact.
“I wanted your grandfather to take me up to Atlanta and lay me out naked on Stone Mountain and let the vultures devour my earthly flesh, but he was horrified.
He was tall and thin and had a complexion like goat cheese left on the table too long.
The smell of this place rides in the bones wherever you go.
Grandpa couldn’t get the motor started right away and we floated like an oak leaf through waters of soft pearl as otters flashed around us in brilliant circles.
In dreams, the porpoise remains in memory’s waters, a pale divinity who nourishes the fire and deepest cold of all the black waters of my history.
Where can a man run or where can he hide when he looks behind him and sees that he is only pursued by himself?
As I applauded, I knew that it would always be my burden, not that I lacked genius, but that I was fully aware of it.