May 1968: Lambert’s Cove
By Leroy Hazelton
The sea is hidden
At the end of worn grey planks,
So life gently rises
In the scent of ocean
As you close your eyes
Smiling
And drift past original destinations,
Out on the fragile nerve
Where the world is stained glass
Spinning.
Leroy Hazelton lives in Vineyard Haven, and volunteers at Chicken Alley.
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