There was an old woman had three sons

by Jessy Randall



There was an old woman had three sons, and doesn’t it seem like we’ve already heard this story? But instead of being sold at a country fair, these three died in a poem for children.


jessyturquoisesmallJessy Randall‘s most recent collection of poems is Injecting Dreams into Cows (Red Hen, 2012). She is the Curator of Special Collections at Colorado College, and her website is http://personalwebs.coloradocollege.edu/~jrandall/.



There was an old woman had three cows

by Jessy Randall



There was an old woman had three cows, and they all had names, and she sold them. Imagine what it would be like to sell something with a name. Something you yourself had named.


jessyturquoisesmallJessy Randall‘s most recent collection of poems is Injecting Dreams into Cows (Red Hen, 2012). She is the Curator of Special Collections at Colorado College, and her website is http://personalwebs.coloradocollege.edu/~jrandall/.



Old Mother Twitchett has but one eye

by Jessy Randall



Old Mother Twitchett has but one eye because she is a needle, and needles must be women, they poke you, and hurt you, and take care of your clothes, and it’s difficult to find them in crowds, they blend in, invisible, their paths through the woods are nearly grown over.


jessyturquoisesmallJessy Randall‘s most recent collection of poems is Injecting Dreams into Cows (Red Hen, 2012). She is the Curator of Special Collections at Colorado College, and her website is http://personalwebs.coloradocollege.edu/~jrandall/.