Provincetown Public Library Blog

November 27, 2020Photo by Karen Elliot TimeA Poem by Mark S. Peel It used to be slowly.You never thought of its speed because of how busy You were except at holidays or when on vacation.  Important dates seemed properly separated, Normally distant year to yearAs...

Photo from 1944 showing all that remains of the Cape Cod Oil Works with the Pilgrim Monument in the distance.

November 20, 2020 Photo by Stephen Borkowski BENEATHA Poem by Marylou Mansfield Somedays─      Somedays─ I wander the soundless,darkenedcatacombsstretched beneathmy senses,my realities,my dreamslike one pursuedby unknown entities,ghostly shadowsof what could...

A photo, circa 1930, showing the Commercial St. side of Annie Boxell's (the mother of Althea Boxell, who amassed a large amount of scrapbooks) house, later the MacMillan house which was once used as a barracks for soldiers on Long Point.

November 13, 2020 Photo by Christine Steckel MomentA Poem by Christine Steckel November’s greatcoatFlung across seawall and sandAs covered boats strainAgainst their taut tethered linesAnd gulls on the updraft ride To submit your own photo or poem, email Assistant...

Black and white photo of store front appears to be on the harbor side of Commercial Street, heavily decorated with patriotic bunting. c. 1890

November 6, 2020 Photo by Jane Weismann I love languageA Poem by Tim Bosworth I love languageJust 26 little letters   bring the world to me.  Its metaphors transport me.Its adjectives describe everything.Its stresses hold me.Its similes liken me.Its verbs move...

The Battleship Vermont in Provincetown Harbor in 1930.

October 30, 2020Photo by Sandra Delzotti A Poem by Edgar Allan Poe and Skip Parker Late at night dark and drearyLying awake weak and wearyThere came a knocking at my door‘Twas only Julie from Baltimore   To submit your own photo or poem, email Assistant Library...

Horses on the Peaked Hill dunes 1977

October 23, 2020Photo by Krasimira Banova Sunset at Mayflower BeachA Poem by Neil Silberblatt The burst of applause at the end -like an ovation after love making -threw me.It was not as though he was seeking any, thoughhe richly deserved it. Like Archie Rice at the...

Photo of painters in the dunes of Peaked Hilled - 1977

October 16, 2020Photo by Jamie Demetriou A Poem by Jamie Demetriou Wheel of fortune wings of timehave I been here before or is it just in mymindI've seen this place I know the scenesmell of wood feel of the seaI've walked these steps not once but twiceI know this land...

Photograph from the scrapbook of Althea Boxell (1/19/1910 - 10/4/1988)

October 9, 2020  Photo by Bobbie Bowman Barometric PressureA Poem by Jan Kelly     The breezes, so soft and seductive    The crickets’ chirps down to a murmur    The tempo of the swaying leaves    Sounding like slow waves of an incoming tide   Touching sand, receding...

The Red Inn circa 1900.

  October 2, 2020Photo by Krasimira Banova The WindA Poem by Tim Bosworth The wind            Caresses us.            Whispers in our ear love...

Photo of the fishing fleet about 1915 with navy ships behind them and Long Point in the background.

September 25, 2020Photo by Suzann Heron Tracks in the AfternoonA Poem by Marylou Mansfield Warmth of pure sunny dayreigned royal over the bay.Trail was soft, dryfrom the sun’s direction,extending an afternooninto early evening.Tracks indented,gave no clues.What was I...

Photo of house being moved from Johnson Street to Beach Point in 1905.

September 18, 2020Photo by Sandra Delzotti ChofuA Poem by Hilde Oleson Yes, listen to the wind. Softly it caresses new born leaves. It whispers in the ears of humans, Deaf as the stones to whom it has been speaking long.  So stones, ground down to sand, have much to...

Photo taken at Brown's Bathing Beach in 1910. From a scrapbook of Althea Boxell.

September 11, 2020Photo by Clayton Nottleman A Poem by Frank Milby My pear treeand the maple have grown oldthey touch their branchesI wonder if they talk at allor just share a quiet togethernessas their leaves search the sunand their shadows lie side by side To submit...

Photo taken in 1900 by John R. Smith of the original Race Point Light House and other buildings on the site dating back to 1816

September 4, 2020Photo by Cass Benson Summer's EndA Poem by Mark S. Peel As the hot, muggy evenings diminish,as the slow, sultry days expire,as the notes of red, yellow and orange appearbefore the Impressionist green leaf collages turn on fire,  remember the...