This precious 'hood of ours

Just in from The Martha's Vineyard Times:

My plan is to employ the common, but peculiar, Vineyard vernacular to tell the story of this special place, this precious 'hood of ours. Actually, the stanzas compose themselves. I hear these evocative fragments everywhere I go. People are rhyming the Vineyard.  To tell you the truth, I've gotten a bit weary of poetry. I mean, is there no joy in the Vineyard rhythm? Is there no upside to Island living? Last weekend, working on the final few lines, I found myself burnt out. I had to get away. So, I booked myself into Whole Foods in Boston.