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Автор: Jacqueline Trimble
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      American Happiness

      Jacqueline Allen Trimble

      NEWSOUTH BOOKS

      Montgomery

      NewSouth Books

      105 S. Court Street

      Montgomery, AL 36104

      Copyright © 2016 by Jacqueline Allen Trimble. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. Published in the United States by NewSouth Books, a division of NewSouth, Inc., Montgomery, Alabama.

      ISBN: 978-1-58838-327-3

      eBook ISBN: 978-1-60306-420-0

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2016949493

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      For my husband, Joseph, with love.

      Thank you for saving my life.

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Dedication

       Preface: How My Mother Taught Me to Write Poems

       CLOSURE

       Everybody in America Hate the South

       Closure

       Second Sight

       The Day After Her Mother Died

       The Relativity of Midlife

       Did Jean Paul Sartre Ever Ask Simone de Beauvoir to Go to the Winn-Dixie?

       A Feast with the Sane

       Things That Are Lost

       If I Didn’t Write Poetry

       Church Women

       Fat Religion

       Family Photograph: A Conjugation

       THE GEOGRAPHY OF PASSION

       Cinderella Finds Happiness with Her Third Husband

       The Geography of Passion

       Incantation

       So Much that Fascinates Is the Blood

       Lineage

       The Retort I Wish I Had Made After I Forgot to Pack Your Favorite Trunks on a Family Trip to the Gulf of Mexico and You Called Me Trifling

       We Are in Cozumel

       How A Woman Carves Poetry of Her Bones

       A Woman Explains the World to Her Children

       A Woman Tells the History of Her People

       AMERICAN HAPPINESS

       The Violence of Ordinary Days

       The Klan Panhandles for Donations at the Intersection of Court Street and the Southern Bypass

       American Happiness

       How To Survive as a Black Woman Everywhere in America Including the Deep South

       What if Barbie Were a Reality TV Star?

       Another Thing to Worry About

       The Street Committee Meeting Is Now in Session

       Ethnophaulism for the News

       Gun Collector Shoots Unarmed Black College Student for Playing Music Too Loud

       No Child Left Behind

       Bridge Crossing, Selma, 2015

       Emmanuel Means God Is With Us

       Index of Poem Titles

       Acknowledgments

       About the Author

      Preface

      How My Mother

      Taught Me to Write Poems

      My mother was a foot soldier in the fight for civil rights, had a cross burned on her lawn, drove students to Lanier, a local high school, to integrate it, and was sued along with CBS for comments she made on television. She was unafraid, dignified, and determined. My mother was never loud. I don’t remember her ever raising her voice, but she had a way of saying things that made the listener acquiesce. All the black women of that generation I knew could do that. They might have used the interrogative form, but there was never any doubt of the command underneath the question. When my mother asked, “Are you wearing that?” or “Are you speaking to me?” I immediately changed into something more presentable or altered my tone.

      She could spell most any word,