Claims to Virtue

There’s a place I know near Spokane where the clearcuts wrap around a mountain, drop into a valley, climb the nearby ridge, and cut a swath deep into the next watershed. Last fall I walked those clearcuts, past whitened slash piles of wood dead a dozen years and past the dead green limbs of this […]

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Norris Thomlinson March 1st, 1995 Filed in Essays No Responses