I met George Nolen of Pottsboro when I interviewed him for the story about Icky Twerp and Slam Bang Theater. His friends mentioned that Mr. Nolen was a poet, and so I asked him to send me some of his pieces. He did, and here are a few. But first, from this pen, a short introduction.
There are neighborhoods in Texoma’s towns where, if no modern automobiles intrude, a visitor could believe he was back in the the 1920s or 30s. In contrast, the growls of earthmovers drown out the birds around the new developments near US 75 and US 82. This dichotomy of old and new may be Texoma’s signature.