Going to Nova Scotia, or On Monday We Will

Years ago how many I can’t remember

Something Like 40 hard to imagine 40  years

a friend and I tried to go to Nova Scotia

one August. We took a bus to Portland where we

got into a Big Fight. I wish I could remember why

and then we took the bus back home. All these years

I’ve wanted to try again. On Monday we will.


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.


  1. R u planning same trip w/ same friend? Just about 40 years ago before our son was born, and he is now 39, my husband and I did a car & camping trip out West. At the Grand Canyon we had a fight on the small bus that takes you to the canyon and around the campgrounds. I told my husband off & jumped off the bus at the next stop. He had our backpack with snacks, water, & money. I had me and myself & I. But maybe if I had stayed on the bus and made it to the rim of the Canyon one of us might have gone over the edge! We are still together. The young have too much energy and fight. Now we sit and Read or watch Netflix.

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