INTRO
SNAPSHOT
CALLING OWLS
TO OUR SONS, 1982
THE ABORTION PALACE
MY SHIP
WAITING ON LARAMIE CREEK
IMPATIENS CAPENSIS
THE ADVANTAGE OF INTELLIGENCE
FROM THE TALE OF PETER MINK
THE ODYSSEY OF GLOOMY GUS
THE HUMAN CONDITION IS NOT
TED
OLD MAN TO HIMSELF
OLD DOMINION
AFTER YOU LANGLADE
SPRING PEEPERS
THE BRANDY LINE (ABOUT A FAVORITE GOAT)
GROWING UP, TWO AMERICAS
WHEN I WAS FIFTEEN
A TRUE DOCTOR
ANNIVERSARY 1984
LITTLE RIVER
THE LESSON
TREES OF NEW JERSEY
BEYOND NORTH MOUNTAIN
OLD RIDER
MAKE REVOLUTION
MUSIC AT THE JACKSON
MEMORY
TO BETTY, 1982
DREAM OF CHARLES DE LANGLADE
CHICAGO AND NORTHWESTERN
THE SCRAPER
YOU CALL ME FOLLY MILLS
BY WINNEBAGO'S SHORE
ALONG 693
DEATH OF WILBUR
I DIDN'T KNOW YOU THEN
©Poems of R.F.Mueller- Other Times, Other Thoughts

HILLS
R.F. Mueller


On a hill I feel the unity of the world and the redundancy of roads.
There I can see the distant hills, blue, just visible,
From which I could see other hills, plains, lakes, and on and on,
Reaching to where I was born.
I can see crows, swifts and hawks
Stitching together while I watch
All the bright places of my life, and at night,
While stars swarm above, the wind
Is still here while I sleep.


 

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I've always felt a unity in my experiences in Wisconsin and Virginia, because both were and are dominated by Nature. The natural areas of Virginia are similar enough to those of Wisconsin to share many native species, both plant and animal, and which I first encountered as a child. Consequently there exists an emotional as well as a scientific bond in my mind, and is one motivation for starting and pursuing the "Virginians for Wilderness" group and the "Forests of the Central Appalachians Project."