A Walk on Monhegan:an Excerpt – George Anthony July 24, 2011 Marjorie Mir A Walk on Monhegan: an Excerpt The path opens to tote road leaving wood-dusk with the sweet odors of fir balsam and skunk cabbage. A wood-cock churrs. The village is washed and fragrant (fresh home-made bread and butter in the garden) The morning-glories and the lady of the morning glory, the loping young man in floppy rubber boots share no emotion he can share no thought except themselves except themselves they share opening like the open air, pleasing him by knowing his name. The brown-haired girl (as the hair rumples down sunlight brushes gold) grows to a daughter as she turns her head to look, her smile to answer. George Anthony from The Road to Deadman Cove. Reprinted by permission.