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By wisewomennow | December 22, 2012 2 Comments
Who’s home is this?
Whose night keeps out the light
In here?
Kingsley Plantation slave house – photo by Lyn May
Say, who owns this house?
It’s not mine.
I dreamed another, sweeter, brighter
With a view of lakes crossed in painted boats;
Of fields wide as arms open for me.
This house is strange.
Its shadows lie.
Say, tell me, why does its lock fit my key?
Toni Morrison
How could I not have known this poem? But now I do. Thank you Lyn.
Gail, I didn’t know it either. It is the first page of her novel Home. I assume she wrote it as part of the story of Frank Money.