Some Days

because there isn’t enough sun

or because the Democratic debates were complicated

or because my library books are overdue

and I feel as if I am behind in everything

and we couldn’t get in to hear Bill Charlap at Dizzy’s

Dick Hyman either some days even though the indigenous people

won in Ecuador and three cities in the deep South elected

black mayors for the first time including in Montgomery Alabama

still some days I would like to stay home and binge watch

anything maybe Succession or Catastrophe and read a not

very good novel where the heroine, a tall woman, moves to a small

beautiful house on the sea.

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.

7 Comments

  1. PERFECT for this day. You hit it on the head. I’m going to forward your poem to my brother who is anticipating retirement on October 31, and tell him these are what kinds of feelings/choices he’ll face when his time is his own.

  2. Yes!
    Me too!
    Am similarly preoccupied with tasks,
    Wish for the sea and summer beach
    Maybe some wild horses will wander by….

  3. You nailed it. As things get more and more complicated, and then burdensome, all I want to do is snuggle under a blanket on the couch and bingewatch real escape stuff, like Blue Bloods! (I don’t do it as much as I want to.)

  4. I loved your post. I often feel the same way. I am a professional copywriter, so everyday I can just read someone else’s work is a holiday. I don’t write poetry or fiction, just 20 page direct response letters, long business emails, just all that stuff. Money is good, time is not! Any, if you haven’t had time yet, you may want to read Mrs. Everything by Jennifer Weiner…a different type of story for me.
    Keep sending me your poems, I like some, and love some a lot!
    Thanks.

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