Poet’s Corner: ‘Ocean Eve’


Ocean Eve
By John F. Kriscenski

Waves crash against a silent shore.
Surrounded by barnacles, water, and wind-beaten rocks.
A sky of blue falls
like watery paints
upon a smooth canvas
then recedes so quietly.
A calm — birds screech in the distance.
A crab runs along the shore.
Alone, and frightened by oncoming night.

John F. Kriscenski and his wife Diane have vacationed in Menemsha every year since the late 1970s, except during COVID, which broke their record. He wrote this poem when vacationing here around 1996.

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