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  • Eclipse

    09/27/2015

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 28th, 2015

    From the beach in Truro, looking up into the clear night sky, we watched the first lunar eclipse in thirty years.

  • Harvest Moon

    Late September in Truro

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 27th, 2015

    Bookending summer. In Truro in May, when the town comes away, then late September when it winds down. Three performances a day during Ten on Tenn. Tonight the harvest moon with an eclipse. Sand in our shoes to shake off in the city.

  • Lost and Found

    With a Photo Spoof

    By: Astrid Hiemer - Sep 18th, 2015

    When you’ve lost your set of keys / You, once again, realize the complexities in your life.... is the beginning of a poem and photo series. Who cannot relate to that or other 'lost' things or time and many other unfortunate circumstances in life? Keys, in fact, are just a small matter and my excuse to photograph in September the remaining glory of our garden.

  • Bonsai

    A Forty-year-old Ficus

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 18th, 2015

    We don't keep pets but in a way plants are among our loved ones. Astrid nurses them through winter but gave up on the diseased bonsai riddled with sticky leaves and scale. With last ditch triage I removed the leaves and pruned it to a stump. We changed the soil a team effort that has now seemingly paid off. At least for now.

  • Anniversary

    Say it with Flowers

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 17th, 2015

    On Wednesday nights I rushed from one teaching gig to another. Touching base at home in East Boston before a commute to U. Mass Lowell. Always bought a bouquet of flowers at the Arlington T stop. It was a weekly ritual that now and then I forgot. Until the first frost Astrid has bouquets in every room.

  • Summer Camp

    First Winona Then Loon Pond

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 14th, 2015

    Camp Winona, for rich kids, had all the perks. Joined Troop Ten at Chestnut Hill. That summer I turned down Winona to be with my pals at Loon Pond a Boy Scout camp for inner city kids. You got a Merit Badge just for surviving the summer and going home alive.

  • Best Tent

    Not a Neat Freak

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 14th, 2015

    Part of camp was learning to make beds and keep a neat tent. It was something that just didn't interest me.

  • Other People

    Why Infinity Is Not

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 13th, 2015

    The infinity of time and space is not. The only limitation is an ability to understand. For all else there's God.

  • Flynn Foundation

    Built on Rockport Granite

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 13th, 2015

    The Irish rebels, Edward, my great grandfather, and Patrick Flynn, members of Sinn Féin fled to Montreal in the 1920s. They made their way to Concord, New Hampshire then worked the quarries of Cape Ann. My grandfather, James, married Mary a Nugent of Rockport.

  • Tournament

    Rocks Covered in People

    By: Melissa de Haan Cummings - Sep 12th, 2015

    Catching the last of the beach as summer turns to autumn.

  • Alan Ginsberg

    Howling in Harvard Square

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 12th, 2015

    In 1997 as a part of the annual Lowell Kerouac Festival, with curator Linda Poras, we organized two exhibitions celebrating the Beat Generation. I met Alan Ginsberg for lunch in Harvard Square not long before he died. We talked about the best minds of his generation gone mad in the naked streets of boring Post War America. The Beats were an inspiration to hipsters growing up absurd in suburbia.

  • Outside the Lines

    No Rules for Making Art

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 11th, 2015

    The nuns told us to color inside the lines. Turkeys for Thanksgiving. Santa Claus for Christmas. In the fury of creation I never followed the rules. Not then and certainly not now.

  • When Phyllis Got Robbed

    Dated Son of the Don

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 11th, 2015

    We met during high school Saturday art classes at Mass Art. Later at RISD Phyllis dated Ray, Jr. the son of the Don.

  • Old Blue Eyes

    Singer for the Dons

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 11th, 2015

    By the time Sinatra played the Music Hall in Boston there wasn't much left of The Voice. But he had the chops to sell a song long after the pipes had rusted. Up close and personal I had choice seats in a special section of New England mafia royalty.

  • Blood

    The Celtic Disease

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 10th, 2015

    Hemochromotosis is a blood disease, manifested in middle age, that is unique to those of Irish/ Celtic heritage. It killed a cousin and may have been the cause of the demise of my great grandfather Patrick Nugent.

  • Nutcracker

    Bathing in the Frigid Atlantic

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 09th, 2015

    Taking a plunge in the cold Annisquam River.

  • Annisquam

    Growing Up Absurd

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 09th, 2015

    Growing up absurd in Annisquam. Merry prankster the progigal returned to read local poems at the Village Library.

  • Crosscurrents

    Tracking Nugent Heritage

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 09th, 2015

    The Nugents are more French than Irish it would seem. Tracking family history back to 930 AD in the village of Nogent in France.

  • Good Harbor Beach

    Once Nugent Family Property

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 09th, 2015

    The Nugent family homestead, rented from the Babsons in 1875, was abandoned and then torched in the 1920s. Of the clan of thirteen only George continued to farm. He bought a vast wedge of land that included all of Good Harbor Beach in Gloucester.

  • Harvest Moon

    Pillow Talk

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 08th, 2015

    Following my poetry reading at the Annisquam Village Library the cousins lingered. We enjoyed a rare gathering that was not a wedding or funeral. As the Irish tend to do we formed a circle and swapped outrageous tales. Topped by Kevin's account of the rigors of driving his dad, the cantankerous Judge A.E. Flynn, from Florida to his summer home in East Gloucester.

  • Woodstock

    Back Stage Perks

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 08th, 2015

    Ditching the car with Joey and Amber we hiked to Max Yasgur's farm in Bethel, New York. There were a half million sitting through mud and rain at Woodstock. The fences came down but I had press credentials. We made our way back stage.

  • Susan Hall

    Phantoms of the Opera

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 07th, 2015

    During a holiday visit to New York critic Susan Hall treated me to nose bleed seats at the Met for Aida.

  • Soft Corduroy

    Here Comes the Sun

    By: Melissa de Haan Cummings - Sep 06th, 2015

    Sunrise red paints the topside of a white cabin cruiser.

  • Norman's Woe

    On the Rocks Off Gloucester

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 02nd, 2015

    Mostly the mega rich fantasy architects Sleeper and Hammond lavishly entertained their male friends. From the Castle is seen Norman's Woe which inspired Longfellow's Wreck of the Hesparus.

  • Manet

    Quarrymen

    By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 02nd, 2015

    Flynn ancestors landed in Canada. Worked quarries south to New Hampshire then Rockport.

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