© 1990 J.B. Goodenough
From her book, Milking in November. Judy was a poet who captured the hard, clear language of the New England landscape with a "fierce economy." She was a good musician too, and wife, mother and friend.
No rum-money
Slave-money
Whale-money
My grandfathers
Were landlubbers all
They left me
A tilted house
A broken-backed barn
And six fields
Hung on the hill
Fifty years
I thought I was poor
But I learned this:
Good dirt
Is hard to come by
The Inheritance is read on the album In Concert