Why Life Can Be a Poem

or, The Hobart Festival for Women Writers, and Monday night readings at Stamford’s Barnes and Noble

We every single one of us
no matter our history
our sexual proclivities
no matter
our favorite color
our grandmother’s name
we look for hope
hope is what human means

at the Hobart Festival
for Women Writers small
miracle small town
100 women come to write
their words change a town
these women
write and talk and write
and we all leave happier
because of one another
and all those words

later we drove to
Stamford Barnes and Noble
Monday poetry night
big big windowless
shopping mall
parking lot a Kubrick movie
we parked on 6FSouth
imagine that but when
people came in to sit
on grey folding chairs
in front of the half price
salt candles polka dot
water bottles (I would like
to meet every person who bought
a polka dot water bottle)
when we all sat together
hearing poems
even the Stamford shopping mall
Barnes and Noble became
our words, all our words.

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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