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Category: my brother Sam

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Debates (COVID)

Posted on October 23, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 2 Comments

(This is not a poem about what happened last night, who said what, or who won.  And this is not a poem about how much we all wish this were finally over) The su...

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Coincidences April 28 (CV)

Posted on April 28, 2020 by Esther Cohen / 3 Comments

I met Alfie years ago through a woman named Ellen I met on the bus she was talking about massages just like that and she said Do You Want the Best Massage You&#...

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Number Traditions

Posted on December 12, 2019 by Esther Cohen / 1 Comment

In Connecticut we lived at 43 43 Holbrook Street 43 Hillside Avenue when I moved to New York many many years ago I tried for a while to find a 43:  apartment nu...

About Me/choices/Jews/mother/my brother Sam/People

The Mendlesteins Lived Next Door to Us at the Beach

Posted on October 29, 2019 by Esther Cohen / 0 Comment

Harry Mendlestein owned a hardware store in Milford, Connecticut.  He and his wife Joanie and their two children and his widowed sister Lil and Lil’s daug...

County Route 20/meditation/Middlefield/my brother Sam/prayers/summer

Morning Meditation on County Route 20 (4 minutes and 20 seconds)

Posted on July 1, 2019 by Esther Cohen / 7 Comments

Sit in any position you like.  Or lie down.  I always prefer lying down.  You don’t need any props or supplies.  You can just lie there.  Every spot is go...

family/Getting Older/my brother Sam

Yesterday I got a letter in the mail with the names of two first cousins

Posted on March 5, 2019 by Esther Cohen / 2 Comments

Hanna and Sandra.  I’ve only seen them once or twice although they live in Minneapolis not Minsk. Their uncle and mine Alex died. He left a little money t...

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