Tanist Denise Bolden

(Greenwood, SC, USA)


Poem by Tanist Denise Bolden

Standing barefoot on a summer day
The small of fresh plowed earth
beneath my feet
Heat waves warm my blood
ancestral linkage to hard days
gone by
A firm grip on the plow
Ancestral gift of pride and strength.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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