© 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



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