cricket's song
the smell of magnolias
in the night sky
—Martin Gottlieb Cohen
About the author: Martin Cohen was born in the South Bronx somewhere on Simpson Street, went to a Yeshiva on East Broadway and Canal Street, and then lived in the South of Brooklyn, the South of Long Island, The Southern Tier of Upstate New York, The South of Manhattan, and finally South Jersey in Egg Harbor.
Martin's e-mail address: martin1223 at comcast dot net
Martin also has a weblog.
I always enjoy a cricket song haiku.
Very atmospheric.
Martin,
Although this is the first time (I think) I've commented on one of your haiku, I'm a big fan. I have one about crickets (or maybe it's cicadas) also. If you e-mail me back, I'll try to find it for you...
Your #1 fan,
David Fox
Hi Martin,
I enjoyed this, even though I'm too far north
for magnolias...but I can imagine the scent!
:-)
Lary
final brush of golden pollen--
green peach appears
so tiny