On His 93rd Birthday, a Poem for Mr. Still

Speak of James Still, master of the quill;

Commander of rhyme, Field marshall of time.

Scholar and teacher, blackberry reacher;
A lizard in spring, on Wolfpen, a king.

A spinner of yarns, banjos and barns;
A teller of tales, coal mines, dinner pails.

Speak of James Still, speak proud if you will,
He's turning ninety-two, for a legend, that's new!

--Corbett Michael Flannery

(Thanks to Mike Flannery, who wrote this for Mr. Still's 92nd birthday.)

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