Dinner

Most of my life

maybe all of my life maybe even

every single day and by that I mean

Tuesdays and Thursdays always Sunday

evenings every single one I have dinner and

many  meals are memorable

yesterday lamb kebobs

the centerpiece along with asparagus

from New Jersey (again) strawberries

from New Jersey for dessert and

one or two Tates cookies and often

a good glass of wine.

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.

2 Comments

  1. Thanks again.

    Love when you write about food. Your appetite feels like curiosity, openness and life.

    And

    I just finished a little bag of Tate’s minis; perfect with afternoon coffee.

    (I learned from you that CVS has them.)

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