Tag: Wildwood crest

  • 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…

  • Midnight Mile-Marker 63

    I want to capture what it is to leave an elevation of seventeen hundred feet– thickly forested, steep, snow bound… and arrive at the ocean’s floor.  It’s mile marker 63 when it hits me.  Suddenly the world is flat.  I feel it on the inside first.  There is a shift in my internal wake, a…