Monument Valley
The long shadow of the prairie dog
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martin gottlieb cohen
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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Exquisite. The colorations, the posture of the prairie dog echoing the lines of the buttes and bluffs, the way the time of day was inferred and how the shadows, both mineral and biological, paralleled each other. I was completely there. Thanks.
Exquisite. The colorations, the posture of the prairie dog echoing the lines of the buttes and bluffs, the way the time of day was inferred and how the shadows, both mineral and biological, paralleled each other. I was completely there. Thanks.
Fine ku, Martin. Made me think of
old western
black hats white hats
in shades of gray
orange butterfly,
unhurried path
ernesto approaches
Great poem, Martin. Thanks.
red rock mesa
a sidewinder lives up to its name
autumn twilight
twinkles the star
above the crooked aged bough