Walkin’ After Midnight (a Virginia Serenade)

And so the crickets chirp, but slowly, on this cool October night, and the soft autumn moon lingers over kudzu-draped trees. On cue, a freight train rolls along the tracks down over the ridge, barreling toward Lynchburg.

And Elizabeth Cotten sings:

And then, on cue, starts the coyote serenade, and I wonder if hoboes on that train tonight  hear that lonesome howl.

And I’m thinking that a song by Virginia’s own Miss Patsy Cline would be the perfect soundtrack tonight as I sit writing in my studio at the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts.

And this evening has been as refreshing as a sip of sweet tea and as sweet as a magnolia’s first bloom.

 

 

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