Misplaced Anxiety Poem (CV)

For those of you who have been Reading Here Awhile you know I don’t usually write poems  Saturday or Sunday.  For No Good Reason.   Not Now.


We watched Unorthodox.  Netflix is

Corona Virus Medicine. Unorthodox not

as good as Shtisel (what is? tell me

if you know the answer ).  Good enough

for last night.


In my usual Effort at Sleeping I listened to a new

podcast by Emily and Kumar called Staying In.

The Big Sick a good movie about them.

They’re too hyper for sleep help.

Still hearing them is

if you can use a word like this now



Some time a while later

I fell asleep and dreamt

I went to see new friend Sarah who lives

in Canada and even though she doesn’t like

restaurants she’s almost an anti-foodie who knows

what she eats still I thought I should find a good place

for us to go.  Everything of course is closed.  At last

I found The Blue Fish still open  you

can sit down and it’s right in downtown Toronto. We

went and the fish was good.



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. We watched Unorthodox the other day and I loved it. Haven’t seen the other one you mentioned. I do not know much about the Hasidic community and have been quite curious. I felt the sensitive telling of this woman’s story, character development and weaving into modern Berlin was very well done. Similar story lines exist in other extremely closed societies such as the Amish, Mennonite and some others in this country.

  2. We watched Unorthodox on Netflix last night too. We liked it better than Shtisel. We are grateful for all our online access.

  3. Last night I watched the last half of a troll animated cartoon movie because I couldn’t watch anything serious. It was about finding happiness, which is in your heart (not achieved by eating trolls).

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