We've seen the world separately aboard trains, ships, sailboats, planes and from journeys in our youth. And these days my dad is my significant other.
I lasted six months without a truck. Now I have two. One of them seems fit for travel off the Island. The other does not.
At a recent event at the Katharine Cornell Theatre I was crowned Martha’s Vineyard poet laureate, succeeding Lee McCormack. I was given a two-year...
Tales of a Vineyard primeval are part of tradition. In that Island Eden, great whales, swordfish and cod “the waters brought forth abundantly.” Our...
My son’s birthday lands near Halloween, and when he was eight and nine and probably even ten and eleven, for his party I would line our whole deck...
Bless the poet/with the chickens/Bless the woman wracked/with pain
We all have a pond we favor on Martha’s Vineyard — so many ponds, separated or not from the salty sea water that surrounds this place, seven miles...
Herbert Slater, who died last week, was one of a dwindling group of men who took part in the now largely forgotten harpoon fishery that made Menemsha...
Thanksgiving when I was growing up always meant a different assortment of extended family members congregating at different homes, with no...

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