Monthly Archives: November 2019

The Wild Boy Campfire, 1891

Posted on November 29, 2019 by rivertoprambles

1/  So, Mr. Goodyear and his men believed they owned the place– the forests of northern Pennsylvania, the mountains good for building railroads over, the sawmills great for gobbling up the white pine first and then the giant hemlocks… Hold … Continue reading →

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The Wild Boy Cycle, 1870

Posted on November 19, 2019 by rivertoprambles

Winter: Klukey died in a bear trap he had set near Kettle Creek. Klukey died three miles from his cabin, wandering in the deep snow till his feet accidently struck the pan. Those jaws sprang up– held him through the … Continue reading →

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Autumn Letter

Posted on November 11, 2019 by rivertoprambles

The day begins like a sheet of paper waiting for words. Its composition won’t go digital until later, when darkness comes again. Two bald eagles sit together on a carcass near the road as I go speeding by, wishing I … Continue reading →

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A Thin Man Fishing

Posted on November 7, 2019 by rivertoprambles

Physically, the thin man isn’t really thin but, looking at a thread-bare autumn day, he felt that way– just basic flesh and bone, reduced to seasonal elements. His summer garments had been stripped away, replaced by heavy clothing to ward … Continue reading →

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