Commentary
The beach where shore and ocean meet / Horizon far too far to know / Page to turn, margin to mark / List that notes to-do and done / Evening news and...
It came in an official looking envelope with a yellow border. It contained my notice to report for jury duty.
You walk into the room, a look of confusion on your face and say, “Mom, there’s this girl trying to talk to me on Facebook. I don’t know who she is...
’Twas Christmas Eve and Santa Claus / Was on his annual trip / By reindeer from the cold North Pole / ’Twas not, of course, by ship, / For his...
The Island lost a truly great soul with Janet Messineo, a legendary fisherperson, amazing artist and a uniquely kind person.
The birth of Jesus is one of the best known stories in the western world.
What is Hanukkah?”
That is how the Talmud opens its discussion of the holiday.
It’s evening time and the deer family awaits me.
I carry their food to the circle of hoof prints
Lying at the foot of Thunder Hill.
There was no text on Christmas. Nothing on New Year’s Day. Or on my birthday. No back and forth the night of the Super Bowl. Or when the Boston...
America is a chameleon / Forever adapting, morphing / Caught between what it is / And what it yearns to be / “Isms” coexist with dogmas.
My family and I first visited Martha’s Vineyard 16 years ago. At the time, we had two young children: one and three years old.
There’s no crying in football. We beat ‘em on the Vineyard. We beat ’em on Nantucket. We almost beat ’em in Boston.
