I picked this up because it is the book of a poet, and because it is centered in West Virginia at the turn of the century (the last one, that is, not the current one), and West Virginia is where the non black sheep of my paternal lineage still seem to hang out (the black sheep skedadled pretty qu...
This patch of earth is held within a half stadium of limestone cliffs and mountain pastures. On the surface, the Swago Farm is quiet and solid, green in summer and in winter deep with snow. It has its level fields, its fence rows and hilly pastures. There are some two hundred acres of trees and b...