Catskill Woods Walking

11 Jun


Catskill Woods Walking

After the summer rain, we walked in the woods,

my cousin and I–raincoats and rubbers, holding pails

that bounced against our bodies. Leaving deep footprints

in the dark humus, the spongy carpet of the forest floor.

We passed the wood sleigh covered with leaves of yester-year —

and paused to climb atop it. I had this fantasy

that I would fix it up and one day glide again.

But there it stayed, decaying against the tree, my grandfather’s

no longer. Onwards we clomped, spraying pine needles as we went,

Sinking a little into the woods, where we espied a twig of orange and

Then another and saw them move–salamanders.

We grabbed them quickly, chasing here and there,

feeling the soft skins smooth rubber against our hands.

Taking them home in our pails, only to let them go.

3 Responses to “Catskill Woods Walking”

  1. Denise June 11, 2015 at 1:34 am #

    I love this!! Even though salamanders absolutely make my skin crawl! Did you send this one out? One comment: the “grandfather” line is too long? Can you remove a word?

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