Sears Island Song
The island has been singing For so long, so long — Slowly, we learn to hear — Slowly, we learn to sing....
The Stories
Boy Scout
When I was in my early teens (in the mid-1960s) I was in the Boy Scouts and we used to go camping on Sears Island....
Talking to the Wind
When turning turbines, does Wind become tired and stressed and become an ill wind? Will Wind change course when faced with sharp blades on tall towers massed in lines like old-time...
Mourning for an Island
Yesterday I went down to the coast to begin a process of mourning. I was mourning for the loss of a coastal Maine treasure, that until now has been the “largest uninhabited, undeveloped, cause-way accessible island on the eastern coast of the United States”. This is the place that we now call Sears Island,...
Protect Sears Island
On Memorial Day my poet friend Gary Lawless and I went on a seven-mile walkabout on Sears Island. A chestnut-sided warbler greeted us soon after our arrival. Its song is sometimes described as a short ditty: “Pleased, pleased, pleased to meetcha!” Even though this is what male chestnut-sided warblers sing to attract a mate,...
Sears Island Saves Lives
I am a combat-wounded Vietnam veteran with PTSD. Sears Island was my place of refuge and peace. ...
Herons
I’ve had so many experiences on Sears Island, racing up the Tower Trail on bikes, ambling down the Blue Trail to the water, hearing the twilight song of the thrushes on the Green and Homestead trails. Watching my grandkids rush to clamber over the downed troika tree on the Homestead Trail. And then there...