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
FROM THE TALE OF PETER MINK
MAKE REVOLUTION
THE SCRAPER
MY SHIP
SNAPSHOT
TO OUR SONS, 1982
SPRING PEEPERS
TED
TREES OF NEW JERSEY
A TRUE DOCTOR
DEATH OF WILBUR
©Poems of R.F.Mueller- Other Times, Other Thoughts

BY WINNEBAGO'S SHORE
R.F. Mueller



We were two of like mind and in those days lived forever.

The Spring Canoe

You tempted us with your impetuous lines there where we knew you'd be beneath the root-washed willows. O you could tell us what to do-not we you, And you stirred us less by your canvas and varnished wood than by ice age birch and cedar calling to enter those cold gray waves illicitly, though neither of us could swim a stroke.

The Maple Woods

Moon-silvered clouds, you chase me still above the dark limbed grove we left to trace out our separate ways. But the sound of the snowmelt torrent never dies from where we lit our cooking fires and drank the sweet sap in that frosty light so long ago.

The Scout Camp

Bolstered by your scoutmaster's confidence you slept soundly in your little cabin, future community leaders. But we community scoundrel-delinquents who had no hope of leadership hiked the eye-poking woods for hours to reach your haven, and while you slept, swiped your sour dough
from the spring-but found it tasted bad.

The Osier Swamp

We went there to claim our share of wilderness, to cook tea in birch bark kettles and smoke sumac leaves while the snow fell fast from shearing skies. Sometimes we met Forest, the friendly old woodcutter who told stories of his youth. But he had a mean streak, like when he cut poison sumac and sold it to a neighbor for firewood- all told with pride.

 

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The 'two of like mind" refers again to my close friend Wally P. We actually did temporarily expropriate this canoe, which its owner had hidden along the shore, for daring rides on the rough waters of Springtime The timelessness of my experience in "The Maple Woods" pops up again here! I still remember that night hike to the scout camp! The "osier" referred to is Red Stemmed Dogwood ( Cornus stolonifera ). We called Great Horned Owls in this swamp, which also contained the deciduous conifer Tamarack ( Larix laricina ).