On Friday afternoon the sun left Ely for more southern climes I guess. The clouds rolled in and the wind picked up. Shagawa Lake has become, over the years, the…
The sun coming in the window woke me with its warmth. The cats were curled up, one on top of the quilt, one underneath, effectively trapping me. I wanted to…
Poem: April Ice
April 10, 2019
April 10, 2019
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Poetry, Travelogues
ice, poetry, Spring, tim stouffer, winter
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April Ice Birch trees rise from the cliffs, tenuous in their grip on granite bluff and marginally layered soil, like teeth in a crooked, gapped and laughing smile. Against the…
Trip Journal: Day Hike on the Bass Lake Trail, April 6th, 2019 While the streets and sidewalks of downtown Ely are void of snow, there’s still snow cover in the…
Turtle Lake Darkened pool swallows the day above, reflecting a cloud raven that hangs above camp, poised like a dove. Tent rises.
Lost in the Woods I wanted to write you a song, one they play on the radio, with a bass line that brings the chorus low and causes everyone to…
Ahead The water road winds ahead never weary of reflecting the blue sky above, like a mid-century Hamms beer commercial. Harvey is focused on me. Perhaps he’s hungry or bored…