Stories, Old Ragged Verse, Letters to and from mountain cousins by Storyteller and Appalachian Humorist Stephen Hollen. Enjoy the humor and bittersweet memories of Eastern Kentucky and a place where the mist crawls down the mountainside ''like molasses on a cold plate''
Standing quietly on the front porch
The clouds move quickly to cover
Then reveal the crescent moon.
Though it is not so very late
And the night is just lovely
I stand alone in the midst of homes
Wondering if anyone else