THE TIMES WE
DID DANCE

INCANDESCENT & ADVANCED

"I don't know anyone to send condolences to-except ourselves-she was a wonderful woman...." Langston Hughes...Nancy walking into a desert in Aragon photographing a dead daughter, the mother providing salty ham...Corbière red wine...Beautiful poetry: surprise even shock, spareness, passion. Her mother was from Virginia. She sent her daughter an emerald bracelet. Nancy threw it against a wall; later attempting to sell....


Lady Astor to Lady Emerald, "Well, Maude, what is it with Nancy now? Is it dope? Or gin? Or niggers?" Maude took the name of the gem she loved best. She gave her daughter paste. "Honey, what love we did have"...published Henry-Music for her lover Henry Crowder. Cover photo by Man Ray of Henry flanked by ivory bracelets....her real father George Moore, in his seventies, pleaded to see her naked...clothes falling away in a heap. Later he wrote of her back-beautiful like that of a weasel.



Christy Sheffield Sanford, Copyright © 1996.