Mountain Road (McCarr, KY)

Growing up, my sister and I spent a lot of time at Grandma Hatfield’s house in McCarr, KY. My grandmother, great grandmother, cousins, aunts and uncles were a huge part of that time, including Aunt Linda and Uncle Lyle. My Aunt Linda just recently passed away. She was so kind and gentle and loving. Earth

Hatfield Country

Dad was born in Southeastern Kentucky, in the heart of Hatfield country. Grandma Hatfield lived down there, and when we would visit, my sister and I and a bunch of cousins would pile into an uncle’s pickup truck to go places, rollin’ round those old corkscrew mountain roads and having a blast 🙂

Remembering: a Project

The childhood memories I hold need space to move around on the page, to reveal themselves. Therefore, I have decided to start a project writing poems based on events from childhood, chiefly poems of time spent in Kentucky, West Virginia, and Maine, with family. This photo is a rough draft of a poem about Blackberry

This Music

For my great-grandma Ratliff…. (Photo by my father, Lowell D. Hatfield)

Women’s Work