Category Archives: poetry

First Train Ride

   The Train Ride  When I was young, when the outside  world assailed me on my first train trip to Boston,  I knelt on the seat to look out the window, frightened  at the squeals when the elevated train turned … Continue reading

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Crow The crow calls after I’ve poured  a second cup of coffee. The forest is quiet, aside from Moss Brook,  sound splashing through an open window. Wood frogs left eggs in the pond last night. then went quiet this morning. … Continue reading

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Something Cheerful

I’m dedicating this blog post to Anya, who grew up a mile up this forested dirt road. Anya just had a gorgeous baby, and she now lives in New York. Blessings to Anya, her sweetheart, and the new life they’ve … Continue reading

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All The Earth

All The Earth
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Appreciating Another Lovely Review

I invite you to visit this review from Laura Berry, at Berry’s Reviews. I suspect she is familiar with Turkish food, as the only error I saw was her thinking that I was Turkish, rather than Armenian. I’d like … Continue reading

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Cooking Up History

Refugees from Endearments- Continue reading

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Cape Cod & Clams

  For many New Englanders, Cape Cod means summer time and memories of years gone by. From the hidden cove beaches in Falmouth down to Cape Cod National Seashore, there are many unique beaches. From sandy beach bluffs in Provincetown, … Continue reading

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Glencolumkille Donegal

Had the fates not sent the pandemic, I’d be back in Ireland, taking a class at Oideas Gael, . I haven’t been back to this small town for eight years, and the place tugs at me. Oideas Gael is open during … Continue reading

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It’s No Substitute for Being There

But right now, photographs and memories will do. Back in 1990, I visited Loughcrew, in Oldcastle Ireland, for the first time. My daughter Jenny and I had the key to unlock the gate and a flashlight.  There wasn’t anyone else … Continue reading

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Maine Means Summer

Like many New Englanders, I love going to Maine in the summer and autumn.  Maine is the essence of summer- wild blueberries, ocean spray, walks high above the sea.  Last year I was fortunate enough to have a two-week retreat … Continue reading

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