On a recent roadtrip, I listened to a biography of Thoreau by Laura Dassow Walls. As she recounts his survey of Walden Pond in 1846, the deepest pond in Massachusetts, I draw connections to his love of the deep.
The Deepness of Thoreau’s Walden
Notes on the Passing of a Tree
Sugar Maple, October 2020 I come outside to berate the men, pulled up on my sidewalk in their truck, not realizing it's really a hearse, these the pall bearers They mean no harm; they have a job to do and they apologize, but then the lift and chipper arrive, and I know what death lies …
The White Whale 