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Pleasant, isn’t it, December’s January
thaw? The snow that isn’t here, sand and salt
still mountains in the town’s bins. Tire
chains hanging on the walls. Our road
commissioner sleeping in. My neighbor
mowing his confusing lawn. In March
I’m sure we’ll keep arguing what’s causing
this, the geese not knowing to go south
VERMONT — The Vermont Sports Media Association chose two high school juniors, a high-scoring field hockey player and a prolific football quarterback, as its Athletes of the Month for October.
In statewide balloting of VSMA members, the VSMA selected Otter Valley Union’s Allison Lowell as its October Female Athlete of the Month and Burr & Burton Academy’s Griffin Stalcup as its October Male Athlete of the Month.
A VSMA member first nominated each athlete for his and her outstanding performance in October.
I found an ornament
by the side of the road.
And wedged it into the bark
of a maple tree. Hoping,
I suppose, a driver would see
a shining, lost thing
from the hood of his truck.
A chrome ram’s bust.
He would see driving home,
be curious enough to stop,
to think what is that thing
doing there. That tap, that metal
A few weeks ago, a friend invited me to go to the Trader Joe’s grocery store in South Burlington.
Although this Trader Joe’s – the only one in Vermont – opened in May 2014, I had never visited it. I had, in fact, resisted opportunities to visit it, just as I generally resist chances to go to Costco, or Home Depot, or WalMart.
It was early August, and our family’s minivan was midway across the Connecticut River bridge between New Hampshire and Vermont, headed home from a visit to Rhode Island, when it hit me: Road trips with our children no longer felt like extended torture sessions! In fact, road trips with our children had become…enjoyable!
The geese can’t quite tell
where they’re going one field
to the next, looking for wheel-
ruts and cornstalks, a wet place
to spend the night.
The moon having risen,
the stars somehow fallen.
Telling isn’t it, how even
they can’t navigate
without one of them leading,
sensing there’s a field
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