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+\usepackage{lettrine} % Drop caps
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+%%% Poetry
+\usepackage{verse}
+\newcommand{\attrib}[1]{
+	\nopagebreak{\raggedleft\footnotesize #1\par\vspace{\baselineskip}}
+	}
+\renewcommand{\poemtitlefont}{\normalfont\large\itshape\centering}
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+\tableofcontents
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 \begin{multicols*}{2}
 
-In 1862, Henry David Thoreau published a short piece called ``Walking'' in which he said:
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=3pt]{I}{n} 1862, Henry David Thoreau published a short piece called ``Walking'' in which he said:
 
 \epigraph{I have met with but one or two persons in the course of my life who understood the art of Walking, that is of taking walks—who had a genius, so to speak, for \textit{sauntering}…}{\textit{Atlantic Monthly}, 1862}
 
-He goes on to give a long (and possibly incorrect) definition of the word \textit{saunter}, but his point is still valid: we rarely, if ever, just saunter any more. All our motion is with purpose, with intent; we are determined to get somewhere else from here and to do something. We do not know how to just wander around.
+He goes on to give a long (and possibly incorrect) definition of the word \textit{saunter}, but his point is still valid: we rarely, if ever, just saunter any more. All our motion is with purpose, with intent; we are determined to get somewhere else from here and to do something once we get there. We do not know how to just wander around for the sake of wandering around.
 
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-\end{document}
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+\chapter{Natives of Another Land}
+
+\begin{multicols*}{2}
+
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=3pt]{I}{} have been getting back into the habit of identifying plants I see out on my walks and I've noticed that many of them are ``introduced''—i.e., they were brought to this continent from somewhere else, sometimes accidentally and often deliberately.
+
+It took me longer than it should have to realize that introduced species tend to do well in distubed places—and lawns, gardens, and the sides of roads and paths are all disturbed spaces. So it makes sense that the vast majority of what I find there introduced species. If I want to see native species, I need to visit the wild spaces around me and go further afoot.
+
+\end{multicols*}
+
+
+\chapter{Natives}
+
+\begin{multicols*}{2}
+
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=-0pt]{D}{espite} walking around what is obviously disturbed spaces, I still see quite a few native species. It's just that they're not as noticeable, either because they're trees and thus not something I'm paying attention to, or because they're not as showy as some of the introduced species that surround them. (That showiness may explain why early immigrants brought these plants with them.
+
+\end{multicols*}
+
+
+\chapter{Sunday Mornings}
+
+\begin{multicols*}{2}
+
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=-0pt]{}{}
+
+\section{The Golf Course}
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=-0pt]{}{}
+
+I am always reminded, of course, of the short poem ``The Golf Links'':
+
+%\poemtitle{The Golf Links}
+\settowidth{\versewidth}{The golf links lie so near the mill}
+\begin{verse}[\versewidth]
+%\begin{verse}[14em]
+The golf links lie so near the mill\\
+That almost every day\\
+The laboring children can look out\\
+And see the men at play
+\end{verse}
+\attrib{Sarah Cleghorne (1876--1959)}
+
+That is not the situation today and in fact, I occasionally see young people on the golf course playing with their parents. But that does not mean that we have moved on so far from the situation described in the poem. Social inequalities still exist, but they are better hidden.
+
+\end{multicols*}
+
+
+\chapter{Monsieur le Chat}
+
+\begin{multicols*}{2}
+
+\lettrine[lraise=0.0, nindent=-0pt]{}{}
+
+\end{multicols*}
+
+\end{document}
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+\chapter{}
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+\end{multicols*}