Spring 1990 • Vol. XII No. 2 April 1, 1990 |

The Hitchhiker

He speaks as if I knew him: "Mr. Troop will feed him. I'll be right back. He understands. See him roll over, shake hands.          I like all my animals: now they was horses!--Dusky, Dan. . . . "Cavalry. 29: I'm going down after that pension of mine. A man's got something coming by 75.          I married the Rutland girl-- the sight of her! Remember? Man alive! "Enough to cause a horse to eat his bedding! Me at Pratt and Whitney, weaving wire from dawn to dusk, all day.          How'd you like to come on home, and she's seen someone else or three? "Women want their bellies full. I showed her the road, I guess you recall. I told her, Don't look back.          Just like a dog: don't care who gets it done. Don't look back. "Roll completely over, give you a kiss, remember? but how could I take him on the road?          Mr. Troop will feed him. Always a friendly boy, like you. . . .

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Sydney Lea , founder and longtime editor of New England Review, was Vermont poet laureate from 2011-2015. A former Pulitzer finalist, he has published twelve volumes of poetry, most recently No Doubt the Nameless. Lea is also author of the novel A Place in Mind and four nonfiction titles, most recently What's the Story? Reflections on a Life Grown Long. He recently chaired a successful campaign to conserve 400,000 acres of land in Maine.

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