George Mosby Jr was the son of a farmer/carpenter/mechanic and soldier in World War II. He had been around poetry for as long as he could remember, being introduced to it in the old black tales he he heard from the old-timers he grew up around in Cumberland Virginia. The tales of his grandfather he remembered vividly, and was often inspired, from that memory, in his own work, stories were also habit with his mother and grandmother. Poetry was something he was born into, grew up in, though it was years later before he realized his own love for story-telling. George had his first piece of work accepted for publication when he was only fourteen and, though constantly writing, never attempted to publish again for nearly thirteen years. Since then he won a Wayside Poetry Prize, an American Penal PressAaward, and had twice been nominated by George Mason University for the Pushcart Prize in Poetry. He published in some of the country’s most prestigious publications, including the Black Scholar, the Louisville Review and Images, to name a few.


