Unbridled Grandiosity (another dream) (COVID)
(Peter thinks this is a Schitt’s Creek dream) I met a woman on West 56th Street we were both walking she was visiting from out of town stayi...
Author: 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.
SAMUEL MARCK (COVID)
Last week a reference librarian named Erica in the Grand Forks North Dakota public library responded to my email about Samuel Marck, my mother’s father. I...
Lisa Tells Me What to Watch (COVID)
She sees everything and texts me her suggestions and I who am not very media savvy use a pen to write them down. Watch Wendy’s Shabbat a short on POV she ...
Pandemic TV (Undoing) (COVID)
(Would we have watched Undoing if there was no pandemic? Who knows.) At nine last night we watched the final episode of a trashy show trashy and dislik...
LEN AND THE RUGELACH PART 2 (COVID)
(I’ve never written a part two to my poems until today) When I walked by Len homeless man on the corner yesterday (I’d given him some rugelac...
Len’s Choices (COVID)
Walking home from the farmer’s market I saw Len again a homeless man who sits on a bench on 76th and Columbus. “I’m hungry today,” said...