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General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>>

>> 🙂
>>> > Apple Montage
>>> >
>>> > Sneaking around
>>> > with Cousin Jenny,
>>> > smoking menthol
>>> > beyond the sheds.
>>> >
>>> > Late summer vacation 1973
>>> > in the backwoods of Tennessee.
>>> >
>>> > To the right
>>> > behind the barn
>>> > were apple trees.
>>> >
>>> > There were several
>>> > of those trees
>>> > and other trees
>>> > behind them
>>> > beyond a field
>>> > and behind them, other trees.
>>> >
>>> > Later, I stood near
>>> > as a crowd
>>> > watched Pops and my Uncle
>>> > cooking apple butter;
>>> > stirring the brown gunk,
>>> > boiling in a huge black kettle.
>>> >
>>> > I saw my father
>>> > secretly pass
>>> > a wine bottle
>>> > to my Uncle Clarence.
>>> >
>>> > I went from
>>> > breathing cold mist
>>> > out back behind the barn,
>>> > to breathing
>>> > the hot misty steam.
>>> >
>>> > The air smelled of apple fumes
>>> > and strong booze.
>>> >
>>> > -Will Dockery
>>> Too many 'Uncles' Drop 'and my Uncle' 5th stanza....cut, print...or keep the original. Many things can fall to the cutting room floor, without destroying the message..in this case, the viewpoint of a young Will..
>>>
>>> J

>> Thanks again for reading and commenting

> It is a lovely poem.....


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