I Wanted to Write a Poem This Morning

and then the phone rang

and rang again

a woman about funding

and another woman about a fund raiser

for Brad Lander in Brooklyn next week

a man about making a bag for a January

conference union made bag and then

the super came because two pipes

have to be sealed what does that mean

a friend wants tickets to a Thursday performance

of the Harlemettes

nearly eleven and I wonder

if there’s time today for a poem.

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.

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