Best Catskill Poems

High up amidst a forest slope,
in bedding grounds where whitetails lope,
by ledges hidden from our eyes,
a quirky outcropping does lie.

Breaking a broadleaf canopy,
the scree-slope of an old quarry,
long ago Dibble cut blue-stone,
must be a century ago,

slab-sheets cut out with sweat and pain,
so much abandoned still...

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This highway's mine, goodbye to Jayne,
so long, farewell, Virginia Plain,
strife was yesterday's heavy load,
life is tomorrow's open road,
it's time to hitchhike once again.

Heading where songs, don't sound the same,
and no-one stops to ask your name,
they'll think I'm another Tom Joad,
this highway's mine.

Generations tried to explain,
through...

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