It doesn’t matter when you write the story down

I don’t sleep much and sometimes

I count although I am not a numbers person maybe

I would be better off saying some words whooping crane

but I try numbers they never work even lucky numbers

like 11 and then I think of the poems and stories I haven’t

written yet but I am too tired to get up and write them down

like the story Breena told last night at our Clarke sisters dinner

at our favorite Syrian restaurant where I pretend to be

a fake Clarke sister and we a small writing group we

tell stories because writing is a story after all  Breena reminded us

of the two women who come every year to the writing festival in Hobart

two women who’d been mother in laws and when their children

got divorced they said we don’t have to get divorced just because

they did so they didn’t and although I didn’t write the story down

in the middle of the night, counting instead, I wrote it now.

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.

3 Comments

  1. Two nights in a row— no problem with sleep for me. May I suggest exhaustion. This morning I happily woke to read from the top of the stack Breakfast with Allen Ginsberg next to God Is A Tree. If you write 60 more books I’ll have a new Bible! Keep counting, Esther. Hi Breena, you gem among gems.

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