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Fly-fishing
by barranca
I have been fly-fishing now for several years, and because I am also an Ethics teacher by trade, I couldn’t help but put the two together and consider the ethics of fly-fishing. When considering... published 13 months ago
Poem: Beaver
by barranca
The Beaver and the Flyfisherman It's a standoff And the Beaver is Pissed off. The Flyfisherman sees a likely deep pool behind the lodge but The Beaver sees an Intruder. The war begins with a sudden loud... published 17 months ago
Poem: The Forest
by barranca
The Forest The loggers leave a path: mud streaks, hewn branches, stumps, scarred trees, boulders askew- marks left as if a titan has been dragged screaming through the forest. The formerly peaceful walk... published 17 months ago
Poem: Pheasants
by barranca
Six cock and two hen pheasants block the gravel road like Robin Hood's highwaymen, they are a proud band unintimidated by the grumbling metal monster which grinds up demanding passage. All in good... published 17 months ago




