These poems are about moments of summer life on Prince Edward Island. I, my husband and five children, first came to PEI forty years ago at a time when old Island ways had suddenly—or so it seemed—begun to disappear. Farms were being abandoned, and some years later, the fisheries would face a moratorium. Yet many of the season’s natural gifts continue to be plentiful. The Islanders’ welcoming ways persist. To ride such waves, a poet would begin by acknowledging these realities, and without turning away, look to find what they have to tell us about the way we were and what we might become.
These poems are about moments of summer life on Prince Edward Island. I, my husband and five children, first came to PEI forty years ago at a time when old Island ways had suddenly—or so it seemed—begun to disappear. Farms were being abandoned, and some years later, the fisheries would face a moratorium. Yet many of the season’s natural gifts continue to be plentiful. The Islanders’ welcoming ways persist. To ride such waves, a poet would begin by acknowledging these realities, and without turning away, look to find what they have to tell us about the way we were and what we might become.
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