Oct 3 Days of Awe Continue

Although it is raining although our President remains

although there are floods and tornadoes even on an island

in Ireland where there have never been floods and tornadoes

although today is Thursday not Friday although we are not

yet on the way to the film festival in Mystic Connecticut although

my holiday honey cake is gone and we are almost out of olive oil

although in my dreams last night I might have seen a monkey

although I need more specificity in my new short story manuscript

a certain kind of specific detail (she would never wear brown shoes

especially if they were flat) although I’m missing a folder of poems

they could be anywhere although the apartment smells of apples

although I haven’t given away my travel books from 20 years ago

haven’t watched any of the POVs I’ve saved  haven’t yet read

the new Salman Rushdie there’s always a still:

still the Days of Awe continue and I will listen to Leonard Cohen

appropriate enough for the Days of Awe and meet a friend

for lunch to talk about what we might possibly do together and I watch

Elizabeth Warren’s poll numbers climbing and meet a stranger in an elevator

who says Don’t Worry About Bernie I had two stents a month ago

and I open a holiday card from a woman named Sunny who I haven’t seen

for years and liked a lot and have a new Israeli novel from the library called The Liar

to read when I come home and tonight is Thursday which always means

tomorrow for sure is Friday and we will go to Mystic Connecticut and see

movies and Peter’s movie and a small pretty town I’ve only seen once before.


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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