Welcome. Edgartown News was born from the simple fact that I have ink and Dektol in my veins and I need to write and photograph more than I need air or food, and from my love for this little town where I grew up and raised my family, the town I have left a few times but can't quite shake for good. Here you will find the wanderings and musings, photographs and commentary; the people, places, and happenings - past and present - of a small island town: my home town.

Monday, June 27, 2011

The Morning Egg

Remember a few years back (who can keep track, the verdict changes so often) when the authorities decided that eggs were bad for us? Here were my dear mother's thoughts on the matter, written for her friend David Hewlett, then-organist at the Federated Church whose weekly lunchtime concerts she attended regularly; penned sometime during the 1980s, I believe.

Alison Boylston Piazza, poetry

For David by Alison Boylston Piazza

Take away my nicotine,

Sugar, butter, and caffeine,

Salt, without a single doubt,

Is something I can do without,

And living without alcohol

Doesn't bother me at all,

But please, on bended knee I beg,

Don't take away my morning egg!


  1. Sara,
    I love your mother's work. Have you considered putting it together in a small book or booklet?
    If you ever do, sign me up for one.

    Oh, by the way....the honeysuckle in my yard this year is like heaven. I know it's sweet call when I open the front door.

  2. Thanks, Allouise.

    Yes, a book of my mother's poems, illustrated with my photos, is in the works. Stay tuned. :-)

  3. Wonderfully expressed! Joyous! And the apple does not fall far from the tree ... such a pedrigree!