Into the Night
Into the night on a cold bed of steel,Clouds float on through the dark sky like icebergs at sea,Stars wink under a crisp half moon;My mind is as clear as glass.All heard is the...
What’s Wild and What’s Machine
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
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 Howls of that Winter Train
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...
Pickin’ Apples, Catchin’ Freight on those Autumn Backroads
I walked from Hoosick Junction to Arlington with another 10 to 15 miles ahead of me before I'd reach Manchester. My head jolted and I flinched from the distant train horn pounding through the...