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Islanders By Donald Nitchie Anyone who doesn’t want to leave. Orlando, sure, New England Aquarium, school vacations to Sanibel, Mt. Snow and if you can swing it, Aspen or Bora Bora but if you can’t, the Town & Beach Motel in...

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Vineyard Herreshoff Cup By Don McLagan We come to compete for the Cup From Chappy to the trail of Moshup. Menemsha, V-Haven, and E-town Contend in the Pond and the Sound. We duel it out in H12s For a trophy that...

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Climate Change By Vi Larsen A bottle floats helplessly into a mass of hungry plastic bobbing through the endless sea A polar bear stumbles weakly over the frozen tundra and collapses, its final icy breaths shakely exit A...

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Tiasquam By Fran Schumer (to J.A.) I ride through the forest to buy chocolates for a friend. Dozens already on lengthy lines. Like the former mayor said: half the fun of going to the movies is the line. I eat leaves from turnips just picked,...

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By Nancy Slonim Aronie For my sister Grandma was the Red Cross I had no such first aid station except for her, my older sis she told me everything which I passed on to my fellow four-year-olds with perhaps a...

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Random Musings By Michael Oliveira let sleeping dogs lie — so those dogs who are awake must now tell the truth? if tempus fugit he should not take Spirit Air he'll always be late so funny how it's easy to turn a sentence into...

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Jackson Pollock By Paul Dawson Pollack’s beautiful messes have their own covert meaning sécreted in the raw materials of his soul. Peace is yet to be drawn from the chaos of experience and impressions, vulnerable and personal: Each painting a testimony, each painting a sacrifice of...

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Illumination Night: Oak Bluffs By Dionis Coffin Riggs (from “The Collected Poems of Dionis Coffin Riggs”) Just once each year I can recapture something Of childhood’s summer-scented magic When, on Illumination Night, The band plays in the park. And one by one,...

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Greetings By Dick Fligor to all, I nod my head from time to time. Eye contact kept with all comers. Coffee house culture gone… internet shy… I’ll keep writing to myself till my last goodby. So what to do, where to go now? Buried...

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Opening the House By Warren Woessner We drag our bags to the side door and hunt for things that don’t work— big things like the heat and hot water and little things like burned out bulbs. I am putting up...

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When I almost left By Valerie Sonnenthal I arrived home taking it in every manicured moment a secret garden just a rock off the mainland drive down Middle Road in the green sweet green of summer relish every honeysuckle whiff in the lap...

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The Flying Horses Carousel (For "Children Young at Heart”) By Robert Ferriman The Flying Horses Carousel still today is found In Oak Bluffs Massachusetts going round and round, Children of all ages once having sat astride A painted faithful steed theirs alone to ride, An...

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Forgetting to Remember By Peter Ledermann Speak not casually ever As there is no drop of rain that is insignificant Nor any look that we give to one another Impermanent Look to the passage of every moment as precious as The splitting of...

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A Walk In The Park By Michael Oliveira So was gonna start with my morning walk and the sapphire blue pond echoing the sky a dart of yellow finch elide to a smoldering Ukrainian flag on an urban street to the...

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An Afternoon in May By Christine Burke I have ice cream in the car but I can’t resist the urge to visit Owen Park on this last day in May with white sailboats perched on the so very blue water and matching seagulls (white not blue) flirt with the...

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Shady Lane By Lucas Thors Pinch my 29ers and take a guess Just a couple more pumps for posterity Arlo hears the gears and comes running Then we ride Past the lichen-covered climbing tree Where hot shot hide and seek Ended in...

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Clear Skies By Valerie Sonnenthal I could die of a headline but it's sixty-four delicious degrees out April spreads her sun kissed joy all is forgotten what's forgotten is forgiven daffodil shrill yellow awakening breathe in air unmasked in sunshine and...

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O' to be Bear By Jonathan Burke O' to be Bear live in land where rivers begin mountains fill sky thundering land of song nature's might land of Bear. O' to be Bear so joyful summer grass lush thick green snowy air plump scents wonderful mouthfuls sweet blueberry. O' to be...

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Saltmarsh By Don McLagan The crash and suck of waves, the sweep of dunes are elsewhere. Here is the quiet library of the shore. A spindle-legged egret stares as with spectacles through the surface of a salt pool. From its balcony, an...

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For the children By Amarylis Douglas “When will our blood be red enough?” When will our tears, that reflect in the journalists’ eyes, be holy enough? Our mothers and grandmothers strong enough? When will it happen? Will our children’s bedrooms...