the harbour mourns fencelessness
BY Allie Duff
how good to be swallowed up to be let in or let out blue expanse spreads the narrows a maw stretching ship-wide the fence stands to guard the ocean from…
NQ is here (in Portugal, that is.)
BY Joan Sullivan
On assignment in Lisbon, city of mad traffic, lovely people, and glorious-ramshackle architecture. Everyone is outside, reading in parks, canoodling around monuments, watching televised rugby matches in bistros four tables…
Blossoms, Glitter, and Silver Thaw
BY Ingrid Percy
While in residence at The Wells House, Joe Batt’s Arm, Fogo Island, I walk every day near The Witch’s Foot. Tromping on snow shoes in a down parka, with camera…
DAN OF THE GALAPAGOS, A SCRIPT IN SEVEN PARTS (3 OF 7)
BY Monica Walsh
For the first time in 3 months, Dan is thinking of leaving the Galapagos. But how? He has found tranquility and a peace here that Stamps Lane just can’t offer him. Dan is torn, and in one of the few times in his life, experiences emotional turmoil.
Opulence and Gravy
BY Heidi Wicks
From under the Plexiglas dome inside The Hotel Newfoundland, the outside sky is a navy velvet blanket bedazzled with stars. The Courtyard, an ecosphere bursting with a bouquet of chlorine…
Something of a Vigil: Saying Goodbye to Afterwords
BY Andrea McGuire
As David often said, “The book you need is right next to the book you’re looking for, which isn’t here today, but we’ll get it for you when it comes in.”