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Just when I thought how surrendered and at peace I was with your choice to go gently into this God night a fierce wind rose up in my gut a hurricane of now what came pouring down the gutters of my...

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Quarantine November By Beth Parker Tension headache, nervous gut, plus scratchy throat brought on by furnace heat and nighttime mouth-breathing all adds up to feeling crappy enough to suspect the dread contagion, which fear only tightens the vise-grip on shoulders and neck. Do I...

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Weekends By Linda Vancour Winter has arrived outside our house The chilly weather as quiet as a mouse We are upstairs snuggled in our bed Ignoring the cold creeping into our head Our ears and nose getting red bright Oh no...

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Before Christmas By Clark Myers Early December now and dark before three. Let’s toboggan the weeks to the shortest day. The snow will raft over the curved prow and sting our faces through scarves and pulled down hats. And cake on Bedouin eyes slit against the...

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Winter Solstice 2020 By Don McLagan Like a gray wave flooding ashore, winter spills over the solstice. Holiday lights brighten the door but greet no family. Virus swirls, ballots churn and justice skitters like a candy wrapper blown across the beach. Unfelt, the...

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A Plover Nests in the Dune By Lucas Thors In the beach grass where the sloping sand shifts with ants and the pup escapes from his owner’s leash The Plover chick rests in the scrape. The mother scatters shells and...

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The Thrill Will Return By Fan Ogilvie If I should die before I wake Show me the paths I love to take. When all the COVID has fizzled like The body of the wicked witch of Oz There will be...

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Two Poems by Zach Wiesner I Am Made in God’s Image Clearly I am made in God’s image. I don’t take care of my belongings either. Economy of Words I don’t seek economy of words Perhaps I’m not by nature a poet But a...

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A Poem inside Our Long-Distance Relationship From Martha’s Vineyard  By James Miller When I think of this lovely earth and how a pen has given birth to the bright language of the stars, I know then that you are not...

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Veterans Day Commemoration By Linda Zeltzer The commemoration I speak of is life and war as well our men and women who fight the wars return or not from hell. Their sacrifice of life or limb or sight or sound as well our men...

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Undone Summer By John Ortman Before all this the beaching. Warm and water chill thrilled my skin barely Touching reaching toes. Barbecued beef smoke choking burgers lusting after Salty gusts of laughter. Kids on bikes. A passing seasonal shift warning leaves cluttered...

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Autumn By Ellen Martin Story Woodland deep oak and northern pines, their gentle swirls of needles and leaves whisper to suffering fools of late summer pummeled and shivering from battered sea — Come hither for peace in this autumnal grove, feel...

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Autumn By Linda Vancour Autumn visits us here today With all the leaves in disarray Green, Brown and Orange there Scattering acorns In the air Swishing thru the pile of leaves Getting them stuck on our sleeves Such fun this time of...

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Sudden Love in Old Age Anonymous Sudden love in old age, As sweet and warm As toast and tea. As unexpected as a day without pain. What courage it takes Knowing all that we know, To fall in love again. Anonymous lives year-round...

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My Justice For Ruth Bader Ginsburg and us By Fan Ogilvie She was normal. Hardly noticeable Or noticed. She sat like a pilgrim on a court Writing most of her years, serving that court In dissent. She made history and...

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The Ferris Wheel Ferris wheel at dusk the stomach turning Shoot the Shoot with screams no fair, no ferris wheel hot dogs, funnel cakes, shoo fly pie, lemonade, cotton candy, soft ice cream goodbye sand in the car hatch goodbye elementary...

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..before compassion.. By Michael Oliveira I knew my father's knuckles better than his palms.. now, he gasps, toothless, quivering; hollow cheek flesh veins and bones; furtive breaths.... I need him stronger; equipped to handle the hell I owe him.. stinging slaps and threatening belt, brass buckled.. sweat sheened fear.. I still...

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Fair Thee Well By Christine G. Burke No fair, no ferris wheel this year! Remember the stomach turning shoot-the-shoot with the screaming children hot dogs, funnel cakes, shoo fly pie, lemonade, cotton candy, soft ice cream, Now the fair...

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The gardens are lush The seas are warm and wavy Our hearts are open –Charles Silberstein, M.D. Masks, masks everywhere O my breath I cannot catch Is this our new life? –Jean Whitehead Poets with an Island connection are welcome to submit...

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I am By Ellie Bates I am the bright orange butterfly weed I survive with the poison ivy in sandy soil I am a place of rest and nourishment for the monarch’s long journey I am brown spikes of wheat...
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