Author Archives: ofoeti

For many years our family would camp in October on the Columbus Day long weekend. It was great to get out of the city cement into forests. Many times we rented a cabin at Bass River State Forest, in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. I wrote this poem many years ago about our lastContinue reading “October Camping”

I am 78 years old. That astonishes me, because in vast areas of my mental chronicles and cartographies, I am so much younger. I can still smell the boardwalk in Wildwood, New Jersey when I was 9— ocean, sweat, and the sharp tang of Coppertone suntan oil. The upholstery on the back seat of Dad’sContinue reading “Seventy +”