Beige blue horizon and the thrill of sunset violet velvet magenta not just for seconds but minutes coming and then receding from its own brilliant apex and I hoped to have it all, the arrival, the going, but mostly I wanted to keep the fury of color in a full sky and...
Poetry by Timothy E. Haught ...
Returning to Montana brings bittersweet memories...
The trick Fishing for lunkers This side of the Continental Divide On a stretch of the Big Hole River From Glen to Twin Bridges Has little to do with incredible graphite Or a tailored 6 lb tippet. Flip your streamer Up and across stripping line off In a dead drift, back slow then In hand...
Near the Rosebud River...
A poem about Yellowstone National Park...
A poem by Michael Earl Craig...
Fishing the Madison River...
Charles Finn's poetical pleasure...
A poetical trip to the stars...