Esther Cohen and Beryl Goldberg, Another True Esther Cohen Story

Years ago Beryl Goldberg
kept getting mail
for another Beryl Goldberg.
They decided they’d
make life easier
and get an apartment together.
To celebrate, they had
a Beryl Goldberg party.
I thought I should bring
another Esther Cohen
so I found one in the phone book
she was a therapist
my address is 66 West 77
hers was 77 West 88
if not soul mates we were
number mates and I talked
her into coming to
the Beryl Goldberg party.
She did, but she asked me
a few times if other Esther
Cohens would appear (I
wished they would she wished
they wouldn’t) and we
never saw one another 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.

5 Comments

  1. I am not persuaded that the confusion of names would be best resolved by joining households. Did it work out? Are they still together?

    1. actually the story is a bit different. Partially an esther dream sequence. I had to move from where I was living and the other Beryl was sharing her apartment with a few friends so I could move in. And though would have been a fine idea we didn’t have such a party. Everyone had to move out of that apartment though we did remain close friends until she died last year (age 92).
      Since you asked,
      Beryl Goldberg

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