In Memory of Donald Hall
Before snow on your grave,
your life work was on the market.
Yankee thrift, the force that drives
your generations.
Your spirit called in a chit, so
your friends bought the place –
Lock, stock, and barrell,
Ox Cart and Glenwood stove.
Your chapter cycles seasons amid
the dead calm of Mt. Kearsarge.
– Dave Read
The first people in line at Donald Hall’s estate sale in Wilmot waited about fifteen hours overnight to get in the door. (Britta Greene, New Hampshire Public Radio)