Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Verse

Musings On a Southern Novelist

Terse language scored to the bone 
with naught leftover, 
truth suffusing every word 
without a shred of platitude. 
She faced her challenges with fortitude, 
hope and loss a perfect blending, 
straight to the heart she spoke her mind, 
no careless gesture or equivocation.  

Last Modified: October 06, 2015 at 04:45 pm
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Author Notes



...for Carson McCullers, author of 'The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter.'

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CayCay Godwin January 9, 2016 at 10:11 AM My parents were both born and raised in Macon, Georgia - so I had to read this. At first I thought you might be talking about Scarlett, but she made many a careless gesture. I am not familiar with McCullers, mayhap I should change that. Enjoyed your write, Keith ... CayCay (so Carson is a woman? One never knows anymore) Keith Bickerstaffe January 9, 2016 at 1:47 PM Yep, it's a she... Thanks for the cool review! Best wishes, Keith