Normalcy Now (COVID)

We walked down the street to an Old Italian Restaurant

their food has always been ok enough just a block away

open now for happy hour  so are all the restaurants

near our apartment  bartenders   outside happy to be making drinks

we are glad to see them I have missed meeting friends for drinks

missed meeting friends for anything the last dinner we had with people

seems years ago and there we were at Pappardella even though

we were wearing our masks still we were ordering Negronis  sitting

at a restaurant table waiting for them as though Life Was Normal and

there was even a woman across the room wearing a ski cap and a crazy

red plaid outfit she looked unfriendly still she practically

shouted at us I’m Getting Spaghetti Bolognese and we were glad for her

and left carrying very large happy hour Negronis in plastic cups

with straws to drink in the park and Peter said maybe New York will turn

into New Orleans now and we sat on a bench drinking Negronis

and it was a beautiful night in May and the world, this impossible

world, seemed almost normal and a little more OK.

 

 

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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  1. Thank you, Esther, for lifting our spirit. I wish we were there to share the Negronis with you and Peter in beauty and friendship, celebrating New York, scarred and brave, and beloved forever.

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