A Poem is Always a Holiday

HELLO READERS OF POEMS. Some of you asked me to repost this poem, which appeared yesterday in Women Around Town.
Here it is. It’s an everybody holiday poem.

1
Words are
how we celebrate.
When we can
we make poems
with our lives.
And then we eat.
2
We imagine
we interpret
we tell
a story we’ve heard before
on occasion
we make that story new.
3
Sometimes,
for the sake of kindness
and hope,
we reinvent our characters.
God can become
a female giraffe.
4
We often seek forgiveness.
Whether or not
we turn the other cheek
depends on the cheek
and what it means to turn.
5
The stories usually
have heroines
and heroes. What they
look like
doesn’t matter. I like
my heroines
short and round.
6
We know that people prefer
winners and losers. ?Maccabees rising against
Greeks. In good stories
the underdog wins.
We are all underdogs.
These stories
make us happy.
7
I don’t like
winners and losers.
When my son was little
I bought a Unitarianish game
snails went around in circles.
No winners and losers.
I was one snail.
He was another.
He always tried to win.
8
Our holidays might take place
in a town on the coast of Maine
downtown Havana
anywhere in Tanzania
Persia, India.
We will eat and celebrate.
Maybe we’ll sing.
Maybe we’ll write a poem.
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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.

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