So Long, Angus

I could never rememberThat seething, steady leveling of the marshesTil age had brought me to the sea--Hart Crane, "Repose of Rivers" Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly compare meBut ya can't get near me--Shock G, "The Humpty Dance" Hart Crane's incredible poem "Repose of Rivers" shows how memory makes up knowing and how we can't …

A Brewing Storm

If your only hobby is chukar hunting, chances are you've been bored these past several months. My guess, though, is that most of you have figured out what to do in the 8-month hell known as the "Off-Season" (isn't "off" such a loaded word?). I know lots of chukar hunters fish during the summer, some …