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Poem: Night Walk

Poem: Night Walk »

By: David K. Leff

  Night is a well-worn coat I slip into, wooly-plush and thick. There’s a viscosity and weight to the dark which feels as if it could be grasped... more

Poem: In the Cemetery of Dreams

Poem: In the Cemetery of Dreams »

By: David K. Leff

  Half its panels missing, the giant screen framed in rusting skeletal steel faces an audience of autumn olive thickets, tangled bittersweet and... more

Jackson Browne: The Troubadour Revisited

Jackson Browne: The Troubadour Revisited »

By: Rob Marchese

According to Greek mythology, a “rhapsode” is an oral epic poet who regales audiences with song. Their performances were interspersed with tales and jokes.... more

Up and Down the Music Scale and the Coastline

Up and Down the Music Scale and the Coastline »

By: Ed Bartlett

Music on the shoreline is as diverse as the shoreline. As always, it starts in New Haven. These days the best part of The Scene in New haven focuses around... more

The Art of the Pour: Fine-Tuning Your Wine Tasting

The Art of the Pour: Fine-Tuning Your Wine Tasting »

By: Alan A. Barone

Simply drinking wine is easy and straightforward: open the bottle, pour, and enjoy. For the wine enthusiast, however, truly understanding wine can be a... more

Explore Serenity At The Shore

Explore Serenity At The Shore »

By: Anca O'Brien

You can google “How to find serenity” and there are thousands of tips to help you achieve it. Commune with nature. Find God. Don’t be materialistic. Work... more

Healing Humans With Horses

Healing Humans With Horses »

By: Karena Garrity

Horses help people, especially people on the autism spectrum. That’s the guiding principle of High Hopes Therapeutic Riding Inc., a center for equine therapy... more

Mrs. Caldwell Goes to Washington

Mrs. Caldwell Goes to Washington »

By: Mark J. Spehar

Hillary Clinton came to Madison recently. Which is as close as I personally will ever get to the woman, being that the sum total of my professional... more

The Iceman Cometh Back

The Iceman Cometh Back »

By: Mark J. Spehar

Greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Perhaps the defining sentence of one of our generation’s truly great actors, Michael... more

Into The Mystic, By The Shoreline

Into The Mystic, By The Shoreline »

By: Rob Marchese

Chances are good that you’ve listened to Collin Tilton’s music before—possibly for decades, even. After all, it’s Tilton’s simmering sax and flute... more

THE JOURNALIST’S  MANTRA Or the importance of being Bob Dotson

THE JOURNALIST’S MANTRA Or the importance of being Bob Dotson »

By: John Gaffney

I’m going to mention Bob Dotson. And by mentioning Bob Dotson, I am the second-best journalist on this page, and anybody else I would mention on this page... more

Retailers Face the Future

Retailers Face the Future »

By: Jeanniey Mullen

If you’re a Shoreline retailer, you’re also a publisher. And you’re also on the lookout for new opportunities. You might not know it yet. But you have a... more

Poem: Lost at Sea

Poem: Lost at Sea »

By: Joanie DiMartino

  “Mr. Howland overboard Oars were thrown then and waste boat cleared away... he went down before we could get to him.” —Logbook,... more

Poem: Hell’s Gates

Poem: Hell’s Gates »

By: Joanie DiMartino

  The smell of burning whale flesh stings the green hand’s nostrils bloody, even aloft he can’t escape it: smoke- laden sails he’s been... more

Poem: Dismantling the Try Works

Poem: Dismantling the Try Works »

By: Joanie DiMartino

“Watch employed Heaving the Try Works Overboard About 4 OClock PM finished & Washed Off Decks.” —Logbook, 12/11/1844, Charles W.... more

Poem: The Sea Washes Up

Poem: The Sea Washes Up »

By: Maelina Frattaroli

  Pawcatuck, Connecticut coast in March. The sea almost frozen in time—a wave Looming before My last conversation with you. High tide... more

Poem: Patty Joe of Stonington, CT

Poem: Patty Joe of Stonington, CT »

By: Maelina Frattaroli

She worshipped the sunlight from the end of the marina, The way the tide did tricks in the moonlight When the world heard the lullaby of sea drift, Knowing,... more

Poem: In The Absence of Yellow Sea Glass

Poem: In The Absence of Yellow Sea Glass »

By: Maelina Frattaroli

  I As a family, we followed the tide To Clara’s beach, Two weeks before The next chemical wave Would block the flow And swallow her... more

Poem: This Clove of Land

Poem: This Clove of Land »

By: Amy Nawrocki

  offers its shamrock luck to the awaiting shoreline; chartreuse and zaffer pigments blend from happy accidents— sable canyons open like a... more

Poem: Siesta

Poem: Siesta »

By: Amy Nawrocki

For many days rain fell in thirsty gulps. Following a long absence, the sun returned, weary from the long rest, waiting for the good wine of the... more