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THE FARTHERMOST VIEW

Selected Podpieces

DYING IN MASSACHUSETTS

My father, Donald W. Baker, was a poet. I was looking through some of his poems the other day, both published and unpublished, and here's one I particularly like.

Dying In Massachusetts

I think I should like to die in Massachusetts,
wading Parker's River in sneakers at slack water,
my wire basket a quarter full of blue crabs,
and I easing my long-handled net towards a big one. Read More 
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