The use of grandmothers
What did she actually complain about
That red hooded girl.
No more weekly visits, bringing food,
No more questions of
Big toes, a bent back,
No more long distances covered by
Short phone conversations
Cutting their way through lines of trees,
Weeds and webs.
Your voice still so clear.
The wolf came a long time ago.
I hide from winter in your sheepskin coat.
Walden Said:
on September 18, 2007 at 10:28 pm
A good start but you should expand on it, have you read “Red Riding Hood” by Anne Sexton?
http://www.jengod.com/sexton/littlered.html
Give us more details and keep writing!
yuzublizzard Said:
on September 19, 2007 at 10:14 am
Thank you both for the link and the comment! I’ll take the advice to heart.