Wrote this a few years ago on my first fall visit to the Pacific Northwest Coast. Now that I live here I’m even more aware that this part of the world can be beautiful any time of year. Now, if we can just get these fires and smoke to calm down….
“And Yet I Think My Love As Rare”
Not a postcard today.
The wind whipping me
Crazy haired and chapped.
Poor shells bashed to bits
In the gritty foam.
This is no brochure
“See the Oregon Coast”
Grey surf, grey sky,
Sneaker waves soaking my frozen feet.
And yet,
I will crawl inside this echo
When my world is truly bleak and truly cold.
Letting this pale ocean
Soften sharp blues.
Jenel Alan 