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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fireflies
long summer grass
releases mating dance
wildfire
field of yellow wildflowers —
clouds of ash, rain down
–
curiosity gets the best of me, what were the droplets, petals or dew, and the arrival at the number 1000
cry for freedom
wild splashes as the fish
is taken up
At daybreak
the world is so little that
it enters in a dew-drop
morning commute —
obscure yellow flowering weed
brightens my way