The Friends of the Bolivar County Library are hosting Meredith Coleman McGee for its Luncheon with Books program, Thur. Dec. 13, 2018 at Noon

http://bolivar.lib.ms.us/friends/luncheon-with-books/meredith-coleman-mcgee/

Luncheon with Books event Thursday, December 13, 2018

The Friends of the Bolivar County Library are hosting Meredith Coleman McGee for its Luncheon with Books program, Thur. Dec. 13, 2018 at Noon

Friends of the Bolivar County Library System present Meredith Coleman McGee for its Luncheon with Books program, THUR. DEC 13, 2018 at NOON
Luncheon with Books

Other books & works by Meredith Coleman McGee:

Married to Sin  (Casada al Pecado, Spanish edition)

James Meredith: Warrior and the America that created him 

Nashida: Visits the Smith Robertson Museum

Nashida: Visits the Mississippi State Capitol

My First Book Series (My 1 to 5 Activity Book Vol 1…)

https://meredithetc.com/meredith-coleman-mcgee/ blog page of author

New review of “Odyssey” 2nd edition

Meredith Coleman McGee’s writings challenge our democracy. One of the new poems in this edition “What of Life if Liberty is a Joke? hits multiple tiers of social justice issues. She condemns debtor’s prisons, unjustifiable police murders, community violence, and the conditions of poverty.

The line “Why is a patent so high?” reminds us that everyone doesn’t have equal access to opportunities.

She speaks with common wit. A line from one of her speeches declared, “Don’t let anybody fool you, it’s cool to be smart. Smart people get the good jobs…”

Another speech challenged the policies in her local library system. The article section reveals some of the happening in her hometown of Jackson, MS. Plus, there are several informative articles on her uncle, James Meredith, a college integration pioneer, in Chapter 4 “Something Written.”

McGee has something to say. She throws hard balls. This book is a good read.

Frances Mays

“The unwatered plant” by Poet Meredith Coleman McGee

The unwatered plant

He slapped a frown on her crown.

The plant was not watered and it withered and died.

She forgave over and over again.

Her chin became attached to the palm of her right hand.

The season changed; it rained and it rained and the plant fell from its frame.

He pushed her here, hither, and there.

She left her faith sitting in the chair.

The reason for the season blew away like the mist at night in the dark alone in the park.

She stood tall, she held on tight, and fought her feeling through the night.

The owl peeped through the tree making his presence known.

That morning she pondered, worried, fretted, and cried. 

The chicken jumped over the fence. 

Dinner was served without meat.

He shined his shoes, told her he was sorry for the 12th time, and headed east. 

By noon, confusion had taken a toll on her soul.  

She snapped the string beans in 100 pieces.

The sun jumped over the moon, but the message arrived that afternoon.

She threatened to harm herself.

Her sister told her, “Go ahead.”

Words sis would one day dread.

She cried for help; they went to her side. 

She cried for help; they went to her side.

She cried for help; they screamed wolf. 

She cried for help; they yelled wolf.

She gave up the ghost.

They dressed in black, and rode in that pretty Cadillac.

She is no more.

They all cried at her graveside.

By Poet Meredith Coleman McGee, Author, Odyssey 2nd edition  https://www.amazon.com/Odyssey-Meredith-Coleman-McGee/dp/099932263X