A Worn Path Study Guide

The woman, Phoenix Jackson, is quite ancient, so old she herself has forgotten. She is a tiny woman. She wears a red rag around her head, her still black hair dribbling down in frail, little ringlets. She is wrinkled and ancient, but there is a golden color in her face. There is life there and you can see it her in her gait. She carries with her a cane that was originally an umbrella. She taps the ground in front of her as she walks, tapping and tapping as she goes. There is persistence to her tapping and to the steps she retreads on her journey. (read more)