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What’s Wild and What’s Machine

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Back in the woods on a frost-covered berm,by the river,in the mountains,by the endless steel bands;a call of what's wild and what's machine;The serpent rides on through dawn, meandering opaque banks,flowing smalt.The wild lives...

Stuck in Hoosac Tunnel and the Hobogeist

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Just because I've been through tunnels dozens of times over the years, does not mean the train can't side out in one for three hours.  At first, I figured the crossing light was out, and...

The Fabled Oasis

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Success is a mirage.  It's that fabled oasis in the Lut desert "you think" you see after a long trek in the vapid, scorching sun.  You stand there wetting your parched lips, cracked like...

The Year of Self-Reflection: 2020

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The world is timeless, but life is far from it.  Time is but a creation of man and his ability to understand mortality, which many comprehend, but disregard, clinching onto longevity instead of brevity...

The Howls of that Winter Train

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Kelly drops me off in Hoosick Junction after grabbing groceries in Bennington for her upcoming week.  This greatly reduces the time for me to get to Northampton, MA from Dorset, VT since my boss...