“In Autumn Geronimo
weeps — no pony
with a blanket
Kerouac”
Those words looked like an epitaph to a dying town, when I read them on the side of an abandoned and decaying building in what was formerly downtown Adams, Tennessee. I admit, I was moved reading this poem, standing in the dew-wet grass, swarmed by gnats and mosquitoes on a humid, cloudy summer morning. The place felt haunted… not the building, the entire street.
What happens to a church, a street, a town when no one longer wants it? An indignant mockingbird warned me away from the old church (below). From the roof, she insisted she would defend her property.

Broken Sidewalk and Abandoned Church –Adams, Tennessee. 8 x 10 inch black and white prints are available.
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Not that Adams has disappeared. The little town still exists, with people playing softball, going to visit the legendary Cave of the Bell Witch, and worshipping in churches, but the core that once centered it is crumbling.

One is never far from a proselytizing message in Tennessee. Even a delapidated building will do. Perhaps someone should pray for Adams and other vanishing little towns.
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~ Keith
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