Sunday, February 12, 2012
image borrowed from bing
Cataleya was raised as a very proper
Southern belle at a time when
the coloreds had to use separate entrances,
drinking fountains and bathrooms.
Then she attended college at UCLA
during the birth pangs of civil rights,
and without the tether of inherited
she discovered black lovers,
jazz, the blues, and the back
of the bus.
Listed as #28 over at Magpie Tales 104
Would you like to hear the author read this poem to you?