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A self-ordained professor’s tongue Too serious to fool . . . . . Bob Dylan       I dreamed I rode beneath the clouds Above the rooftops of the town And I rode fast and I rode long Over … Continue reading

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Fishing With My Father

  The last time I went fishing with Dad we drove down to Bath County and stayed at Nimrod Hall.  We left after work and it was after seven o’clock when we got there and just twilight.  We were anxious … Continue reading

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evening poem, april 1, 2016

He stands in the broad river, a dark silhouette in the distance The sun behind is on the western horizon, the late summer day fades The laughing water around already silvered by the moon. His straw hat and khaki vest.  … Continue reading

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Morning On The River

At grey dawn the coarse fish lie on the sandy bottom like low organ chords   In bright day schools of silversides rush and wheel in refracted light like a swirling harp.   A pair of trout shiver and dart … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, April 27, 2015

(This came to me last night.  It should have been included in the poem I posted last night called “Late-Night Poem.”  But here it is.  I’ll put bothparts together and repost the whole thing later.)   He knew this one … Continue reading

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late night poem, April 26, 2015

They came to the river long after dark And built a fire there, the four of them They’d brought bait from home A little tub of chicken livers for the catfish And a coffee can full of nightcrawlers for everything … Continue reading

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mid-day post, april 18, 2015

(My faithful readers. Here is a second stab at a story that is based on a man who lived here in WV seventy some years ago.  It’s mostly a repeat of a prior post and I am sorry for that, … Continue reading

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Morning Post, April 6, 2015

It must have been twenty years ago.  Maybe more.  But it was on this day, my birthday, April 6th.  It was a clear and warm afternoon, but the river was still cold from the winter and I was the only … Continue reading

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