“Dear Monhegan” By Paul Niemiec
” The Night Before “ ” The island readies itself. It is a winter’s night before. Everything is in place. ” —Paul Niemiec Jr.
“Moon Parade” ” Like a twinkling Christmas morning, the parade of lobster boats moves out to fishing grounds under the setting moon of an early winter dawn. ” —Paul Niemiec Jr.
” Lamplight “ “As evening approaches, the luminous glow of a late August afternoon floats into the half-light of dusk. Warm air is cooled by the flow of wet breezes from offshore, casting a dew over the grasses. An oil lamp gradually transmits it’s energy, casting long beams of light over open […]
“Bluebird Morning” ” A perfect Monhegan- blue morning of cool sunlight and gentle breezes. Awaiting to be picked below are vintage island red raspberries. ” —-Paul Niemiec Jr.
…Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone? I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit […]
“study, Steeled Waters” ” The seasons are rapidly changing. Days wear shorter, as clouds race along with running winds over shifting waters. Summer turquoises and olives have blended into colder waters of steely prussian gray. A parched white log sits nestled amongst ancient volcanic rocks of iron, thrown up like an old […]
” Backside Swells “ ” The hiker is treated to the crystalline clarity and creamy froth of rolling swells. Perhaps a whale or passing flock of seabirds will be spotted. ” —Paul Niemiec Jr.
“August Moon” ” Flute music drifts elegantly through the evening air. Illuminated on the rocks, we dance to the moonlight and count our blessings. ” – Paul Niemiec Jr.
“Windows To The Harbor” ” Windows of history to this little fishing village. Witnesses to the comings and goings of generations of island families and seafaring travelers. Milk glass in cedar, mirrors steeped in golden sunsets and veils of fog, winter storms and sparkling waves, roaring surf and sea smoke. ” […]
“Offshore Islands” ” Looking toward the mainland coast from high above the island’s shoreline gives one a sense of endless vistas, shifting weather and sea-changes. Rising surf and the gnarled remnant of past storms warn of the approaching hurricane. ” —Paul Niemiec Jr.
“Sea Jewels” “Wet sparkles, like precious jewels cast upon the seas, Dancing to the sun and tides. Seawater reflections of simple truths, Flowing over a crystalline shellbed.” — Paul Niemiec Jr.