To the Editor:

We come to Beach Haven every summer, and our pups delight in trips to the dog beach, which my kids affectionately call “the doggie bay.” Here are poems inspired by our visits.  —N.M.

Doggie Bay 

Her nostrils flare, snout lifts when she catches the distant scent of fish in the breeze

As we park, her tail’s a propellor

Wriggling free, she flies from the confines of the car

Ears flapping like wings toward this magical puppy playground of sandy fur and salty slobber and butt sniffing

And when the coveted neon fish flops across the glassy surface, there is a moment of silence before this homing device…

July 24, 2025