Chilmark Chocolates: One
I may not have known you as long as some
but my heart melted in my mouth
first time we met at the little house of chocolate
down State Road just past the local precinct
Malcolm Campbell introduced...
Island poets will read their work at the Carnegie
The Vineyard Trust hosts “Poetry Together: A Reading by Island Poets” at the Carnegie in Edgartown on Saturday, April 20, at 2 pm. Who is the Vineyard Trust, you ask? It’s the organization formally...
Four poets at the Poetry Cafe
The Poetry Cafe at the M.V. Playhouse features guest poets Donald Nitchie, Marlan Sigelman, Spencer Thurlow, and Jennifer Tseng on Thursday, March 7, at 7 pm. Hosting the evening will be poet Fan Ogilvie....
Cleaveland House poets honor one of their own
Judith Neeld of Menemsha has accomplished a lot during her lengthy career as a poet. Five books of her poetry have been published, and her work has been featured in three different anthologies, as...
A Gay Head Christmas
By Mark Foster
Fern sensitive, hay-scented, royal, sweet —
Grass blue-eyed, everlasting, star, and wool —
And spleenwort, bellwort, loosestrife and sneezeweed,
Mayflower, monkeyflower, milkweed, and all
Are gone from their summer’s pride and glory
With cinquefoil, spicebush, and meadowsweet...
Poem: Waking
By M.R. Baird
This morning
A cornice of ice
Eyelid of the mountain
Half closed to blink
And freefall
Off that field of grey
Sky plow
Clear a view,
White on white
The light let in again,
Winter flower
Sharing its sweet fragrance
Draws open in the...
Awake Waiting
While we are waiting
awash in the worst
for the cycle to swing
again toward justice
and forward to singing
in the plainest harmony
let us stay awake and sane
Keeping even closer
to our shared spirit-heart
the shining hub of eternity
from which...
Ferry Ride
By Joseph F. Steele
So —
There's this girl, right?
I took her hand
I carried her bags
I smiled inside her eyes
She heard me.
And listened ... and she laughed!
In an instant, right?
We were where we wanted
To be ...
In...
Daydream Driving
By Kristen G. Norman
Everytime I
Turn that corner
Parting majestic bulls
Grazing centered
Stone walls lazy
That tree particular
Catches my eye
Bending
As a person standing there
Dimly fixed in time
And maybe ...
That past by pasture
Wandering
About old souls
Wonder as trees
Uniquely knotted
Did...
Status Updates
Heat kicks on at dawn —
September almost over.
Here we go again.
At six the dog barks —
either wanting to go out
or just say hello.
Meanwhile, in my dream
John McCain and I fist-bump.
“New York Times!”...
The Honoring of the Shells
By Marcia Klepper-Smith
We honor you, sweet meat of shore
who lay upon our kitchen floor
awaiting shuck, tongues clamped in shell.
A passing thought: Is this your hell?
We brought you here, into our home
en masse, so none...
Woodpecker Breakfast
By Mary Beth Norton
Last summer,
Marauding raccoons
Took the suet, the feeder,
And the hook from which they hung
Away to their lair … somewhere.
This summer,
I have thwarted them.
I bought a new hook to hang from the same...
Lawn Mowing
Here’s to Friday’s mower
Moving along, getting it done
Ahead of the weekend’s fun
Here’s to Saturday’s mower
Moving fast, got to be done
Before the fun has really begun
Here’s to Sunday’s mower
Friday and Saturday, why did he rest?
By...
Temporary Dolphins
“Temporary dolphins are currently being installed on the north side of the Woods Hole Terminal’s Slip 1 ...” –The Steamship Authority, Alerts & Status
Of course we all understand the need
For positive, uplifting public relations
But...
Mixed Media
Sun burnt grass
Ceiling fan rhythms
Shadowed spider crawls
Thirsty hydrangeas bow
Lavender scents humidity
Black-eyed Susans wink
As a skunk pup slinks
In the dusk
Cicadas call out the heat
And I nod asleep
To Miles Davis’
“So What.”
Ellen Martin Story, an avid reader...
My Last Love
He was waiting for me at the ferry
My last love.
There in the crowd on the welcoming side,
He stood out —
Sunglassed,
Baseball cap, tee shirt, cutoff shorts,
Improbable Romeo
Weaving through the crowd of
Six-pack-carrying bachelor boys,
Bridesmaids embracing
bouquets of...
Kneeling as an Offense
Kneeling used to be considered
through the ages as an act
of respect and reverence
as far back as memory goes.
Now the act of kneeling
can cost you your job and get you
disinvited from the White...
Poem: Hummingbird
By Barry Nevin
Clown of the garden mid-light
Minute thunderbolt in flight
A leaping, laughing rainbow light
Up, up on unseen wings
Angel blossom of the sky
Umbrella tree's shimmering mime
Now dancing through red trumpet vine
Edgartown resident Barry Nevin, a...
Popcorn Town
It's a salt water, sea
Water, popcorn town
Where the carousel music goes
Around and around
And the horses fly free.
To the karaoke's tide.
Someone grabs the gold ring
To win another ride.
A salty, buttery odor
Permeates the air —
Lobster rolls...