Listen to the ocean's roar in our Poetry Corner today. Now in Europe, we come to the Atlantic, the ocean of my childhood, from the Pacific, where home is in California. In traveling, our view is expanded. In the small shells of each of our lives, all the oceans are contained; the past and future of all living things in concert with these waves. On July 6, 2018 I was able to present to an appreciative musical audience at our beachside Atlantic Sunset poetry program in Portugal (at the ANIMUSIC conference), the first place tanka in the Sanford Goldstein International Contest of the Tanka Society of America:
the ocean
was in a rage last night
but today,
these peace offerings
of blue mussels and kelp
Debbie Strange, Canada
We are alone and together with our gifts. Poets receiving and giving the gifts of nature, their muse.
—Kathabela Wilson
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