Chester Whitfield

Biography of Chester Whitfield

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Down There

As a child I would often take a fishing pole
to the great stone dam behind my uncle's house
and cast out into the deep with wishes of landing something monstrous.
The ultimate struggle between boy and bass,
teetering on the edge of the perilous dam,
with the brooke slithering serenely away behind me towards the roads in the distance.
There was no greater joy than smelling the spring flowers creeping up from the surrounding bogs
and hearing the soft whispers of the spring singing to

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