Rehoboth Beach, Delaware
Four days at Rehoboth beach is the universal panacea for mental blight: Bright sun glancing off the pearly ocean; rhythmic pounding of the surf; lacy hemlines of foam; brazen seagulls; cavorting dolphins close to shore; lifeguards practicing before sunrise; an absence of sharp angles- environmentally and psychically.
Beach Vacation
It begins when I lunge
across the swell of sand,
hauling the blue blanket
and the old straw bag.
Smells come first
spermy whiff of surf
a snuff or two of coconut,
the burnt sugar of baking limbs.
Then the sounds– 
pounding waves, gull squawks,
screams of children, but
muffled, as within a shell.
I find the right place
beyond the fingers of
hightide and tumble
myself onto a clear space,
waiting for the sun, a dangling
yellow charm, to make more
suns to lodge behind my eyes 
and in my bones.
By afternoon,
something within will loosen,
billowing up like an
unfurled sail.
– M.E. Green
Categories: wisdom
Now we are Sixty 
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