I thought I’d try to shed some light on the increasing tensions between hawks and doves by organizing a simple colloquy. A hawk on one side, a dove on the other, all within a safe environment.
I approached a group of doves in a nearby park and asked for a volunteer. “What’s a colloquy?” they asked. “A simple get together where you can air your feelings regarding hawks,” I said. “We’re there,” they all said. “We’ve been wanting to vent about those guys for years.”
Wes Craven
Like many Vineyard regulars, writer Elizabeth Gates is wondering how we got here and where we're going.
Elizabeth Gates
I knew it was only a matter of time before my mother sent her first text message.
Julia Rappaport
So when you get the call, well, will you have the guts to go?
Wes Craven
Despite the sublime craziness of August on the Vineyard – craziness that is best left uncataloged lest the list of diversions itself cause early-onset late-August ennui – it is the moments of stillness that endure.
Paul Schneider
The Fireworks, Illumination —
How in heaven or tarnation
Does one find the time to spare
And still spend four days at the Fair?
D.A.W.
I sat recently at my best of all possible desks, in my best of all possible jobs, as editor of the best of all possible magazines, devoted to the best of all possible islands, surrounded by the best of all possible oceans, contemplating the lobster roll. Not just any lobster roll, of course, but, that’s right, the best of all possible lobster rolls.
Paul Schneider
