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A Fantasy for Catherine
- Appalachian Heritage
- The University of North Carolina Press
- Volume 22, Number 1, Winter 1994
- p. 31
- 10.1353/aph.1994.0148
- Article
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hunched over the deer's corpse. His jacket looked heavy. Plenty warm even for a chilly night like this. And somebody'd certainly be coming by in the next couple of hours. Ida Mae sucked in a precious small breath and slipped the gearshift into drive. A Fantasy for Catherine (on her birthday) A moon staying late into morning has hung the Swedish ivy upside down across the rug like the shadow puppet of some Oriental giant, conjured from a lamp, eager to do my bidding. The avocado plant stands sentinel beside. Sleep on, little granddaughter, the moon and I will make for you a fox-grape vine to swing on and tadpoles to catch in summer pools tipped with willows. —Bettie Sellers 31 ...