What We Write About

When you teach you can see over and over again that everyone just needs the one two three go idea, to write. Sometimes it’s a sentence. The word for that sentence is prompt. It seems like the wrong word.

We write about
what happened and sometimes
what didn’t. I tell
stories of my mother’s mother
Anna Sorocor and the men
she didn’t marry. Did
she make them up? It never
mattered because she
eventually married Shmuel
Markovitz, a mistake, but
initially, a miracle, and sometimes
miracles and mistakes are linked
said Anna Sorocor.
Everyone else
when they hold their pen
a pen not a computer computer words
are different
some words come from hands everyone
else every single person
always has a story
some story
we don’t know it yet
to tell.

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.

2 Comments

  1. I do like reading these and can’t wait to speak of your discovery of the others ” hidden ” part of yourself, recently discovered! xxx

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