Upstate Grammar

One of the ways I have been describing life in upstate New York is by talking about the people. The question of What’s True and What Isn’t True always comes up. It’s All True. And of course, It’s All Made Up. This is from a group of poems called As Reported by Postmistress Irene.

A writer named Lucy
all writers should be Lucy
said Irene, she lives
up on a hill
in a white writerly house
well perched, overlooking
purple and yellow fields.
They must be wildflowers.
Two days ago Lucy thought
she was dying or else
she had severe indigestion.
Holly her partner took her
to the hospital half an hour away
We have to take out
your appendix said Doctor Alex.
Take out my Table of
Contents instead she said.

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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