Tag: seasons
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Rogue Brother
My brother is an angler devoted to the stream that pools around long boots, making the slow cast that gently whips and ripples the surface with a reel that knows the proper weight of the scales below.Gone are the days when he fished Crandon Pier while sitting on an overturned paint bucket with a cheap…
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The Fifth Season
Under the bardo of the sheltering skymist and fog cleave earth from heaven.The green liminal land abscission’s itself- shivering swallows from boughs,causing the wiltering river reedto bend away from the first frazil ice—and the grazing horse to return to hay by following the frosting road back to the barn. The fifth season has arrived,sneaking in…
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Field Grass
Fresh, fragrant and not yet tarnished the grass was mowed at the same time.It laid in ragged armfuls. By the afternoonit was less bright, starting to dry out. After a week, the grass was gathered again, into bigger stacks, dried for a longer time. The stacks were so tall that the children dug tunnels in…