Tom Painting
Rite of Passage
We built the fort out of an industrial-size cardboard box, found a length of old stove pipe, cut a hole in the roof, constructed a hearth from fieldstone, collected branches and leaves from the surrounding maples. Stole a book of mother’s matches and gathered like Neanderthals.
woodsmoke weaving into the night. . . sugar moon
About the Author
Tom Painting was born April 1, 1951, in Rochester, New York, and currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, where he teaches junior high humanities at the Paideia School. In addition to bird watching and making slow but steady progress on the acoustic guitar, he hopes to reach the highest elevation points in each of the lower 48 states.