Monthly Archives: September 2022

After a Windy Night

Posted on September 27, 2022 by Dale Hobson

Insomnia gives one the chance to explore again all those guilts and anxieties that never seem to come to resolution, to go away or even fade. There’s a whole jukebox full of worries in the brain, and a windy night … Continue reading →

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A North Country Guy’s Guide to North Country Guys

Posted on September 22, 2022 by Dale Hobson

Another poem boiled down from one of my Listening Post columns. While it is not necessarily 100% true, it is certainly truth-adjacent, as many long-suffering North Country women can attest. A North Country Guy’s Guide to North Country Guys A newcomer to … Continue reading →

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Hobson’s Choice

Posted on September 19, 2022 by Dale Hobson

I’ve been kind of obsessed this spring and summer with how many sunny days have been made gorgeous by flotillas of high cumulus clouds. It is as if the overly-rosy memories of summers long past have been made manifest. Those … Continue reading →

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Driving at Night

Posted on September 17, 2022 by Dale Hobson

My night vision is getting too poor to enjoy this form of meditation from the driver’s seat, but there is a special form of peace to be had running down a smooth empty highway in the middle of the night. … Continue reading →

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Knotweed

Posted on September 6, 2022 by Dale Hobson

Japanese knotweed, or Japonica, is a nearly unkillable invasive ornamental that will fight it out with the cockroaches and rats for control of the post-apocalyptic wasteland, I predict. Or maybe I’m just sore from all the digging. Knotweed In early … Continue reading →

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