Behind Bull Island by DS Maolalai it’s incredible; low tides rolling out behind bull island. a thick duvet being pulled off a bed. and if you don’t look often, you expect just rocks and crabs scuttling — instead of this sloping mess and gently jagged green, like somebody’s broken and thrown away a pool table.Continue reading “Behind Bull Island by DS Maolalai “
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Pawleys Island by David Bachner
Pawleys Islandby David Bachner Traveling north, up from Saint Augustine and Savannah,I stop for the night at Pawleys Island, the South Carolinaresort community where my in-laws used to rent a beachhouse for a week every summer. I look out over the sea,remembering a day nearly forty years ago. The beach and the weather are perfectContinue reading “Pawleys Island by David Bachner”
In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo
In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo The sun trips over a red rock and breaks. The Madeline Island ferry carries dusk shards. At night Bayfield shines little lights on Lake Superior. The town closes down. Wind makes me shiver even in June. The Lake is like my Aunt Stokesia, chilly even in summer, strong in anyContinue reading “In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo”
Pacific Rim by Laurel Benjamin
Pacific Rim Pacific Rim National Park, Vancouver Island by Laurel Benjamin Gold foam on the shore laces with currents from the rainforest minerals clear blue and green. Choked roots decompose sending runoff across the sand in a deep cut. Brown and crackly, mossy, smoothly covered in mud. The forest at water’s edge opens to aContinue reading “Pacific Rim by Laurel Benjamin”
Gonaïves Friday by Kyle Laws
Gonaïves Fridayby Kyle Laws In dining room, on formal Haitian couch,high back carved with flowers & leaves,I read George Sand’s Lettres D’un Voyageur.Ever present goat baas under the windowheavily draped in lace until I tie it withtwine in hope of 3 o’clock breeze, hottestpart of the day, after lunch of rice anda Gonaives green cookedContinue reading “Gonaïves Friday by Kyle Laws”
Captiva by Cathy Barber
Captivaby Cathy Barber Herons and egrets land below our balcony.White pelicans brush the waterin that half-V formationthey seem to have half-copied from Canada geese.From our porch, we relish the day-long silence,dotted only by a fish’s flopor an osprey’s single shriek.Our quiet ends just before sunset,when charter boats motor into the bay.The boats are jampacked withContinue reading “Captiva by Cathy Barber”
Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka
Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka Night falls early on the island with no pollution from light to interfere. The blackest of black. The only illumination a diamond-studded firmament, with a brilliant pathway dividing it in two. The Milky Way is visible arching northeast to southwest. A magical experience standing on windswept beach. SaltContinue reading “Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka”
Walking Flashes in Eleuthera Bahamas by Hy Sobiloff
Walking Flashes in Eleuthera Bahamas Governor’s Harborby Hy Sobiloff When the rain finishedI walked barefoot and slidI walked mostly with myselfPicked wood shapes from the groundThe moisture washed meMy sneakers made a pocket for the stones and piecesI came upon some grassAnd a lovelyContinue reading “Walking Flashes in Eleuthera Bahamas by Hy Sobiloff”
Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte
Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte If you really see the Caribbean archipelago, you will see yourself, the vivid scattered islands stirring to awakening in a sea of reverie and nightmare, the goldening light lifting green foliage out of darkness into its illumination and the surrounding blue immensity brooding an unknown creaturing of what can live onlyContinue reading “Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte”
Mana by Karlo Mila
Manaby Karlo Mila when you flow through my bodyI knowI am caught in the current of a riverlarger than the length of my own lifetimeit bends where we have all been beforesame rapidsother watersour veinsmy bloodI knowI am in the flowof something greater than my own self PHOTO: Kawarau River, New Zealand. Photo by Makalu,Continue reading “Mana by Karlo Mila”