"Inexperience can be overcome, ignorance can be enlightened,
but prejudice will destroy you." Mercedes Lackey, "The Black Gryphon"
upon the inlet, solemn church,
historic homes of contaminated,
smug in their righteousness.
Even after three-hundred years
Witchduck creek still bleeds,
still feeds this little town.
The only difference is they'd prefer
a sorceress to the "likes' of me.
by Margaret Bednar, May 24, 2014
This is linked to "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Play it Again, Toads". I am resurrecting "Fireblossom Friday - Loss".
This is a poem pondering how people seem to always hate what is different, or more to the point, what they don't understand. Our prejudices may have changed, but that evil vice is still alive and well.
This painting by my daughter reminds me of many historic towns in Virginia. In the 1700's, Virginia Beach area farmers found themselves in the midst of various unfortunate events - cotton fields were wastelands and the cows had dried up. Not to mention an excessive amount of men were being unfaithful.
Grace Sherwood's familiarity with herbs and her pretty looks were a bad combination and they deduced she must be a "witch". She was sentenced to a "ducking". Her thumbs were tied to her big toes and she was ducked into the Lynnhaven River on July 10, 1706. Grace Sherwood freed herself from her ties and swam to shore in an effort to save her life. The town concluded an innocent person would have sunk and died. Grace Sherwood was found guilty and spent several years in jail. When she was released, she lived out her days with her three sons on Pungo farm. She died at the age of 80 in 1740.