From Maine (Usa) to Mcmurdo (Antarctica) by Way of Mesquite (Nv): A Collection of Poems

By ME Hurtig

From Maine to McMurdo by way of Mesquite is a collection of poems and a bit of prose. My wish for you is to read each poem slowly to experience the sights, sounds, and feelings as if you were with me while I did the writing. It wont happen with each selection, and perhaps not with the first reading; though there is definitely something for everyone in these pages.
My first book, Art and Poetry from The Ice, was a small collection of poems done at McMurdo Station, Antarctica, and illustrated by a friend (who later became my husband); now thats a partnership!
My early beginnings happened in a small farming community in Maine. I grew up with three brothers, two sisters and a whole community of friends and neighbors. Rural life was never dull. While I was in high school, our house and barn burned to the ground ... the good news ... no one was hurt, and my perspective changed dramatically.
I have been writing poetry and prose for as long as I can remember ... though my collected poems only date back to early adulthood. Previously I would write ... and give the verse to the one who inspired it. My mother had quite a collection before our fire.
As I travel, experience new places, and meet new people, I generally put my thoughts and feelings on paper. Hence - From Maine to McMurdo by way of Mesquite - I believe I am drawn to place names that begin with "M" because its the first letter of my first name. Also, I dont know of very many people who can run "M-M-M-M-s" together without thinking of something "yummy".
With that ... Ill share my favorite phrase "Life is People" ... Enjoy ! -- ME

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 9, 2006
• ISBN: 9781469114767

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Contents

Maine

My Wish For You

A Life

Katahdin

Insight

Eternal Love

Winter’s Eve

(a collaboration)

Time Will Tell

Our Song

Growing

Direction

Thank You, Lord

Seasons of Life

First Snowfall

Day By Day

Time Together?

Eleven

Fishing

Little One

The Mind Of God

Union

Senior Citizens

Group

The Monument

To My Friend

The Passing Of Die Hard

The Forest

Our Wood

Questions

Belfast Maine

Remembering

A Note With Bear

By Gone Days

Try

Mesquite

The Poet

The Deserts’ Many Faces

Our Time Here

Home

Friendship

House Warming

This Is The Week Of A New Program

(my first computer experience—many years ago)

A Remembrance

The Journal

Bartender Bob

To Eddie

Sunni

Your Wedding Day

Moving on

McMurdo

The Song Of McMurdo

Acquaintences

We’re Friends

The Penguin

Scott’s Hut

A Romance on ‘The Ice’

Contrasts

Magic Evening

Someday

Nigel

Scott Base

My Dad

Words and Phrases

Happy Mothers’ Day

This Friend of Mine

Projects

McMurdo ‘Cheer’

Our Group

Fathers’ Day

Happy Father’s Day

McMurdo

Near The Pole

Our Flag

The Measure of a Man

The Fourth

Friends On The Ice

The Range

Antarctic Springtime

Before You Go

Coming Event

’89 Winfly

Treasures On The Ice

The Ice Cave

Leaving McMurdo

Bag Drag

Secrets

To Those Who Might—

Dedication

This book is dedicated to God . . . Who created the beauty all about me . . . Who gave me eyes to behold it, a heart to appreciate it, and a mind to consider sharing it with others;

And to my mother . . . who kept her spirit filled with wonder and fun throughout raising my brothers and sisters and me . . . through times that would have broken a lesser person . . . and while still making plans for the future—left this world peacefully in her sleep at the young age of 75. Thanks for all your encouragement.

May I do as well.

I’m including a copy of a childhood poem by my Mom—Do enjoy her early sense of humor and creativity—Again . . . May I do as well . . .

Our Rooster

A great old friend was our rooster

He crowed so loud that we useter

Wake up in the morn

All tired and worn

But the dinner he made was a booster!

Maine

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My Wish For You

What remembrance, I wonder—

Would I leave with you?

If I could chose one thought

For you to carry on—

What would it be, I ask myself

But no easy answer find.

My mind reviews our lives—

The people we have met . . .

The places we have been—

Stories told . . . songs that