The Fur TraderA Poem by Wally Du TempleThis is about fur trading at Rose Prairie,B.C., Canada in the 1960s.Ernie Petersen: Trader At Rose Prairie. The buyer and trapper jawed trade “What’s fur fetching at the Winnipeg
auction?” At Rose Prairie the deals was made At the wood burning stove with caution “What’s fur fetching at the Winnipeg
auction?” Cold winter makes pelt with heft. The buyer fingers a beaver with caution. “You’ve got four winters of debts still
left.” Cold winter makes pelt with heft He checks account ledgers for bills overdo. At jawing for credit the trapper was deft “I needs credit for more than just stew.” The buyer checks account ledgers for bills
overdo. The trapper needs wire, bullets and sugar,
sour dough. Doesn’t think of account ledgers or bills
overdo For a night with Maxime he’s in need of some
dough. The trapper needs wire, bullets and sugar,
sour dough. The buyer pours the brewed coffee and stokes
the wood stove. Says synthetic fur drove the auction real
low. Celebrities were there before the fur market
dove. He pours the brewed coffee and stokes the
wood stove. They chat about beaver, lynx and grey fox. He tops up the mugs from the whisky alcove. Talks of kids, dogs, and women and child lost
to pox. They chat about beaver, lynx and grey fox. They share season from cabins, and tales of
trap line. They share bannock and bacon and butter from
box Of seasons they talk when barter was fine. They share season from cabins and tales of
trap line. The chewing tobacco and snuff dark and sweet Buyer puts on the table to make the deal
fine. Then he sharpens a knife to serve some moose
meet. The buyer and trapper jawed trade. © 2016 Wally Du Temple |
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Added on September 29, 2016 Last Updated on September 29, 2016 AuthorWally Du TempleNorth Saanich, British Columbia, CanadaAboutA visit to my website is the best way to learn about my life and interests. Wally more..Writing
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