Monthly Archives: June 2017

Chicken Sandwiches at the Root Beer Stand in Marion

Chicken Sandwiches at the Root Beer Stand in Marion For Cousin Cherri  June 2017 In summer heat, and bored with euchre or parcheesi, Someone would say, usually my Nan, “Let’s go to the root beer stand for chicken sandwiches.” Chopped … Continue reading

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Genetics Lesson

Genetics Lesson LLyn De Danaan June 2017 For Family They pile on To greet Like puppies Warm and smooth, some soothing brown  or honey tinged They touch or brush So hair or finger tips can meet And each one’s face … Continue reading

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My Grandma

My grandma sat beside the stove and slope-rimmed scuttle Enveloped in a wooden rocker and an Afghan shawl or throw. Her hair was black as coal. And always was. Her legs were saplings clothed in sagging, heavy Stockings. Opaque, and … Continue reading

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June 2017: Forthcoming

Lots going on in my writing world. Have been submitting stuff. A story, a poem, an essay. A poem appeared this spring in Tod Marshall’s anthology WA 129. Tod is Washington State poet laureate. I was pleased to be included. … Continue reading

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No Stranger to Change: The Oyster Bay of Katie Gale

No Stranger to Change: The Oyster Bay of Katie Gale Presented at NW History meetings in Portland in Spring 2014 LLyn De Danaan, Ph.D. Emerita, The Evergreen State College June 2014 “History is usually written by the winners. Their lives … Continue reading

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Two Hills

Two Hills For my cousin Pete Patterson June 2017 There was a standpipe On the highest rise, Above my Grandma’s house. And to the west, a cemetery Always neatly shorn Forbidding to a child born from its ceremony. It was … Continue reading

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All the Dogs Died and the People Got Old

All the Dogs Died and the People Got Old LLyn De Danaan June  2017 The Ash tree had never looked so grand. It was a burning bush of red-orange, a color that glowed, seemingly from an inner source though it … Continue reading

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