Kelly Salasin

Category: on Self

  • The Sea’s Lure of the Soul

    Kelly Salasin, 2007 Sound of sails in the wind, rigging clanging, lures me down a funnel to summers at the sea–even if the sound is only a flag pole outside the American Legion on the oceanless High Street of Brattleboro, Vermont. Calls of blue jays and crows become seagulls, and I smell fries cooking in…

  • REST!

    by Kelly Salasin Home sick, I’ve been called to write for days, but excepting posts on Facebook & Twitter, I’ve rebuked the call. “I don’t feel good and don’t want to write,” I hiss at my muse, but the pressing doesn’t stop. The truth is that I know I’m on the cusp of recovery because last…