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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hot body in spa
then shivering
– icy deck
songless yellow bird
a gilded cage –
just as lonely, as days before
(thanks kelley)
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abound with star dust …
sunbeams, streaming into my room
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two weeks of grey clouds
sunlight this morning..
bird feeders busy
brilliant rainbow ..
birds eating
stale Raisin Bran
attic
light from see-through plastic square
shows me the dust
Loved this haiku. Thanks!
from the ceiling,
raindrops dripping
my eyes follow …
to the floor
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