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Tonight after the sun

goes down tonight after we

get the baby from daycare,

when brisket is ready

first honey crisp apples

cut when  Ziggy’s honey

sits in the blue dish he gave us

tonight when storms settle

maybe when Adam and Eve

became Adam and Eve

and maybe not tonight we

every single one of us tonight

no matter what we believe

or where we are tonight we have the chance

the way we do every single day

to start again.

 

 

 

 

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

7 Comments

  1. Loved your poem on the New Year!

    Still struggling with revisions on my work. Thinking about printing out a couple of hundred poems and start sorting into book or chapbook categories.

    Love to Peter, and YOU.
    Dave (& Pat)

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