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.
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I found this one a little harder to get into but worth staying with. Fresh snow, a low sun and a lone pedestrian – I can see that.
I found this one a little harder to get into but worth staying with. Fresh snow, a low sun and a lone pedestrian – I can see that.
winter’s greeting
my mind filled with shadows —
a new snow
first winter
the chapped lips of
students from the tropics
cozy evening
with white noise
grandpa wakes up
new moon –
my thoughts filling
with hopes
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