Category Archives: New England

Letter To Jocko – A Wedding

October 27, 2023 – 9:57 am

Two weekends ago I had a great trip up to a wedding south of Boston. Brigette and I thought about renting a car, but resisted the corporate brainwashing instructing the masses that they can’t live without a car. We took the 8am bus to South Station, wandered about the Fort Channel, and headed down to […]

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The Height Of Land – Homage to HP Lovecraft

September 22, 2023 – 12:02 pm

Beyond the windblown Height of Land Route 17 runs north to Quebec A rutted road leads east Neglected by county and state Through bogs and swamps To a town with no name on a map The few inhabitants call it Dogtown There are no dogs Nor knowledge of dogs The town is more a clearing […]

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Bertha Goes Whaling 1871

August 27, 2023 – 1:13 am

I want to be an angel And with the angels stand, A crown upon my forehead And a harp in my hand. The ship was sold in March, 1873. Capt. Hamblin, my father, had decided to give up whaling and go home. The ship sent home 895 barrels of oil and never went back to […]

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The South Shore to Maine – New England – Quinton Sprague and Peter Nolan Smith

August 24, 2023 – 3:08 am

THE SOUTH SHORE TO MAINE by Quinton Arundel At the 169 Willem gives his blessing to our road trip

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Emily Dickinson Antithesis – I’M FUCKED – ARE YOU FUCKED TOO

July 18, 2023 – 12:29 pm

I’m fucked. Who are you? Are you fucked too? Then there’s a pair of us. Don’t tell them. They are not us. They’d snitch us out – You know. How dreay to no be fucked! How dreary as a frog. To live as an alias to please them All summer long To an admiring bog.

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