The big boys picked up long sticks and whittled them to a fine point with sharp pocket knives. We pierced the pointsthrough the hot dogs and held them over hot coalsuntil they blistered, then slid them into soft white buns.The milk cans from Uncle Ray's barn, full of ice and lemonade,are sitting on the picnic table, beads of cold water running down the outsidelike sweat on the boys' faces when they played baseball.Janet Umble Reedy details with sensual simplicity the stages of her life and heritage in White Frames. Like the crops that they sow, the generations of the poet's relations and subjects come and go in their season. Written and accumulated over a life lived on three continents, Janet Umble Reedy's poems move through a landscape of changing seasons, life and death, birth and blossoming, amongst the thousand daily details which make up a life well lived....
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About the Author
Janet has had poems published in Huron River Review and Third Wednesday. She grew up in the Midwestern United States and has since lived in Greece and Southeast Asia. She and her husband Stan now call Washington, DC their home. This book is first and foremost for her children and grandchildren....