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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Grainne who wrote (89578)	11/28/2004 7:17:46 PM
From: ManyMoose	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 108807

It was a long time ago, Grainne, when I was just a lad. If I could, though, I'd go out again. It is hard for anyone who doesn't live eyeball to eyeball with the environment to understand the trapper's ethic. Indeed, it might be impossible. A trapper is but a predator, just like some--not all, of the creatures he seeks. He is one with his environment. He lives and breaths with it. He knows that he too can be trapped by the same forces that he is employing. Since you offered a poem, here's one of mine. I don't expect you to understand it, but look beyond the words: Steel Trap Its jaws have closed upon the toes Of the furry one I caught. His pain I share, I do not dare Escape this trap, I thought. The springs are rust, I do not trust Its icy grip to hold. The frost so hoar, I close the door Forever to the cold. I build a fire, the flames leap higher I let the creature go. The trap relaxed, I take my ax And smash it in the snow. The fire is out, I move about To stamp away the chill. The creature lost, one trap is tossed… …But... I’ve another, still. March 1978, copyright, J. D. Ellen