Poetry In Motion
- "The moorings holding my soul in place..."
- "The heart is an hourglass, the dead stir..."
- "Each life is a marketplace..."
- "We scrub down the deck where the goose pen stood..."
- "The winds linger here in the wooded coves..."
- "You must be a child to find the hiding places..."
- "The dark molasses passing of time..."
- "Joys and shame arise like deer..."
- "Into a river grown brighter than the sky..."
- "Something in sea-smoothed stones..."
- "As the din of the day is drowned..."
- "When the world heard the lullaby of sea drift..."
- "Backseat-cozy in footed pajamas..."
- "Lining the edge of the jetty / With shells and sea glass..."
- "They leap from the curling, frothing roar..."
- "Black smoke surging toward the sky..."
- "The momentary ripeness of this flesh..."
- Stratford-upon-Housatonic
- "Candy-colored buoys tangled with line..."
- "And my heaven, a chair by the hearth..."
- "And I require some answer..."
- "I, your tender, ferry you back..."
- Against the Tide: Brett Elliott
- "Bee-touched or butterfly-worthy..."
- "Standing in the ruins of the cabin..."
- "In the watercolor of the morning..."
- "Sable canyons open like a giant’s sigh..."
- "Bud vase rose-less in this winter’s dusk..."
- "Once we would have caught each other’s glance..."
- "Before the river yawns into open water..."
- "They briefly awaken to the rhythmic rumble..."
- "A green salad of bottle shards and kelp..."
- "Ride the gusts unto you, break upon your back..."
- "The tin-top foot warmers with hot coals..."
Is the CT Shoreline the New Hamptons?
People are saying that coastal Connecticut is “the new Hamptons.” Are they right? Our friends, Nicole White and Mike Riccio, the brilliant minds behind The House That Social Media Built, take us on day trip across Long Island Sound to The Hamptons to see what all the buzz is about.
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