The Lake Josephus Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus traveling along the good names from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River up Float Creek past the Greyhound Mine and then to Lake Josephus and a few days after that up the trail to Hell diver Lake with the baby on my shoulders and a good limit of trout waiting in Hell diverA
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Knowing the trout would wait there like airplane tickets for us to come we stopped at Mushroom Springs and had a drink of cold shadowy water and some photographs taken of the baby and me sitting together on a logB
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I hope someday we'll have enough money to get those pictures developed Sometimes I get curious about them wondering if they will turn out all right They are in suspension now like seeds in a package I'll be older when they are developed and easier to please Look there's the baby Look there's Mushroom Springs Look there's meC
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I caught the limit of trout within an hour of reaching Hell diver and my woman in all the excitement of good fishing let the baby fall asleep directly in the sun and when the baby woke up she puked and I carried her back down the trailD
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My woman trailed silently behind carrying the rods and the fish The baby puked a couple more times thimblefuls of gentle lavender vomit but still it got on my clothes and her face was hot and flushedE
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We stopped at Mushroom Springs I gave her a small drink of water not too much and rinsed the vomit taste out of her mouth Then I wiped the puke off my clothes and for some strange reason suddenly it was a perfect time there at Mushroom Springs to wonder whatever happened to the Zoot suitF
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Along with World War II and the Andrews Sisters the Zoot suit had been very popular in the early s I guess they were all just passing fadsG
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A sick baby on the trail down from Hell diver July is probably a more important question It cannot be left to go on forever a sick baby to take her place in the galaxy among the comets bound to pass close to the earth every yearsH
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She stopped puking after Mushroom Springs and I carried her back down along the path in and out of the shadows and across other nameless springs and by the time we got down to Lake Josephus she was all rightI
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She was soon running around with a big cutthroat trout in her hands carrying it like a harp on her way to a concert ten minutes late with no bus in sight and no taxi eitherA

Richard Brautigan



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