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Anticipation

Excerpted from Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan, ©1967: Knowing the trout would wait there like airplane tickets for us to come, we stopped at Mushroom Springs and had a drink of cold shadowy water and some photographs taken of the baby and me sitting together on a log. I hope someday we’ll have …

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4/17

Excerpted from one of my favorite novels, Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan, ©1967:   Seventeen years later I sat down on a rock. It was under a tree next to an old abandoned shack that had a sheriff’s notice nailed like a funeral wreath to the front door. NO TRESPASSING4/17 OF A HAIKU …

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Waiting

“I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.” ~Richard Brautigan, from Trout Fishing in America ©1967 And that reminded me of this:

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“I thought you were a trout stream.”

Excerpt from Trout Fishing in America by Richard Brautigan, ©1967: I remember mistaking an old woman for a trout stream in Vermont, and I had to beg her pardon. “Excuse me,” I said, “I thought you were a trout stream.” “I’m not, ” she said. Almost all of Richard Brautigan’s poetry and novels are available …

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100

This is fun to read:  The 100 Best Last Lines of Novels. I was surprised how many I recognized, and I was glad my personal favorite (#37, Trout Fishing in America) made the list- although it’s only great if you know the context.  If you haven’t read it, this book (and most others by Richard …

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