Poet’s Corner


By Ellen Martin Story

Woodland deep oak and northern pines,
their gentle swirls of needles and leaves

whisper to suffering fools of late summer
pummeled and shivering from battered sea —

Come hither for peace in this autumnal grove,
feel a firm crunch beneath your feet.

Then, after fall mist twists to winter’s frosted
whirl, trudging into anxious rains of March,

trust once again you’ll taste the drip
of a honeyed sap come spring’s rising arc.

Ellen Martin Story is a retired human resources administrator and a member of the Cleaveland House Poets. She lives in Oak Bluffs.

Poets with a connection to Martha’s Vineyard are encouraged to submit poems to Laura Roosevelt at ldroosevelt@gmail.com.