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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The divine smile-
lights and shades
on the Buddha’ face
The divine smile-
lights and shades
on the Buddha’ face
what exactly is a scale cloud?
two cats
in the clouds
in the sky in the window
where the wind begins
nobody really knows …
where it ends
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more in reference(response) to simpson street and the bronx
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i have an idea what “scale clouds” are, however who knows what others really think …
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sunny day
birds appreciation signs
on King Edwards shouler
below the giant
sleeping buddha
the golden cat yawns
meditation—
guts and little sighs
against the buddha
pounding rain
splintered oak’s limb …
flaccid on the cold black asphalt
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autumn scale clouds
gulls hang over shimmers
in the channel
rooster, no roosters cry
cross mirrored lake
one, no two silhouettes