Return from vacation poem by Michael Estabrook


After 2 weeks

on the beach in

the salt air and sun,

my return to work

wasn’t easy.

The fluorescent lights

made my eyes water;

the pounding of computer

printers and

photocopy machines

made my head ache.

I had to close

the door, closing my world

in even smaller.

I wished I was back

in college again

listening seriously this

time to Dr. Brenowitz

preach about the pleasures

of being a marine biologist,

going to sea for weeks


phytoplankton and zooplankton

and rare specimens of the

Class Hexactinellida.

(the ocean crested and

lapped at me more now that

it was far away,

so far far away.)