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

FROM THE TALE OF PETER MINK
R.F. Mueller



O Harry L. Smith, illustrator, you drew those winter maples like no one else, so well in fact that they've been my standard for five decades, and I never see the real trees, without noting that their fissured, platy bark and upward curving branches against a drab sky are Just as you did them. And this your inspired vision brings back again my childhood hunting days of autumn, the sharp cornered old roads bending through sugar bush and white cedar swales, abandoned byways long since undriven, and in the first spring nights the snow patches on flat plastered leaves of the maple woods with the gleam of sap buckets in the moonlight.


 

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As a very young person I was so fond of this story and its subject that my Mother was encouraged to invent another series of tales about a "Johnny Mink"! Also, note reference here again to the stolen moments with the maple sap!