Clarksdale Poems - Poems about Clarksdale

...In these United States of America, there is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been mined in or near this town of fertile delta soil. No sweet crude runs......Read the rest...

...Crossroads A man stumbled into the light from the darkness up ahead, He claimed that he could play guitar just like the devil said. The sky opened up and cried while the man played away, As ......Read the rest...

...Despite the day-to-day signs of man’s bitter degradation, there were many in the South who somehow still failed to see the endless pain of segregation. From the viewpoint of those who never lived the......Read the rest...

...Hello Issaquena by Curtis Johnson The county seat, humidity, and musical beats. After many years, I went to visit my hometown, Hoping to walk down memory lanes of warm treats, ......Read the rest...

...I'll remember the museums And the fine historic homes. There's been mention of both music And parade within my poems. But it really is the people That will stick inside my brain, For connecti......Read the rest...