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Tag Archives: poetry
A Trout in the Milk
“Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, as when you find a trout in the milk.” H.D. Thoreau On April 15th Leighanne and I drove south from the wintry residues of western New York for a weekend in the Pittsburgh environs … Continue reading
The Antipodes
The British writer, H.T. Sheringham (1879-1930), has been critically lauded as one of the best angling writers of all time, who wrote primarily of local waters but whose style can appeal to readers of wider interest. An advocate of any … Continue reading
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Tagged antipodes, books, fishing, H.T. Sheringham, Learning the Terrain, nature, poetry, scop, struggle, trout, wild birds, writing
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It’s Here! Learning the Terrain
I’m excited to relay the news that my new book, Learning the Terrain, has been published by Wood Thrush Books in Swanton, Vermont. The book is now available from Wood Thrush, as well as from Amazon (Kindle or paperback) and … Continue reading
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Tagged coastal fishing, ecology, flora and fauna, fly fishing, Learning the Terrain, memoir, Nature writing, poetry, prose, Walt Franklin, Wood Thrush Books, writing
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Winter on the Genesee
Creak of beech bough, crack of ice. No eagle sharp-eyed for a fish, no wild duck drifting on the flow. So, what is here? The trout are unobtainable, the sun glimmers faintly in the canopy, the promise of a snowstorm … Continue reading
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Tagged Catskill Mountains, Genesee River, hiking, meditation, poetry, skunk cabbage, snowstorm, Theodore Gordon, trout flies, writing
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Water Lines
I hadn’t been fishing in a while and felt the need to reconnect. We’ve been working on the house all year, and some of the wettest months on record have produced poor opportunities for being on the water. Still, I … Continue reading
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Tagged animals, connections, dialogue, dream, fishing, mother nature, play, poetry, tracks, trout, Water, water lines, work, writing
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In Praise of Hemlock
Indeed, the most precious things of life are often close at hand, obtained with little cost, and we give our thanks for what sustains us. A short walk from my home is a grove of hemlock trees. I often enter … Continue reading
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Tagged birds, ecology, forests, hemlocks, John Burroughs, nature, poetry, preservation, solitude, spirituality, woolly adelgid, writing
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A Burnin’ Barrel Monologue
“I remember when it wasn’t so easy getting there. We didn’t have a nice road along the crik. Had to come up out of Cross Fork, or else hike down along the Hogback on that path… what’s it called, the … Continue reading
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Tagged autumn, climate change, drinking, fishing, folklore, hiking, monologues, nature, Pennsylvania Wilds, photography, poetry, trout/salmon, writing
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Slow Sea Rising
Casting for tarpon, paddling bioluminescent bays, adhering to a small boat in a storm-tossed sea, philosophizing in quaint tavernas, and getting lost on remote island trails are just a few of the experiences examined in my latest book– the fruit … Continue reading
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Tagged Costa Rica, islands, mountains, nature, poetry, Slow Sea Rising, travel, writing
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The Way to Cross Fork Creek
I don’t find it with a map alone, or with a GPS or through some recollection of a printed fishing guide. I’d never recognize it in the pages of Cross Creek, written by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, nor would I hear … Continue reading
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Tagged chance, cross fork creek, fishing, incompleat angler, nature, photos, poetry, satisfaction, Time, travel, writing
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Maybe There’s a River
Whereas many areas of western New York are currently enjoying an adequate amount of summer rain, I know that so much of our country, particularly in the western regions, is in serious drought exacerbated by some unbelievably hot temperatures… For … Continue reading
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Tagged blogging, Desert Rainbows, drought, essay, hope, monsoon, nature, New Mexico, night rain, poetry, river, White Sands, Wings Over Water, writing
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