marsh lightning
the tree’s blossoms open
into egrets
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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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Well, I do love egrets, and marsh lightning makes me think of smugglers, so quite a combination! ;-)
Here’s a golden oldie:
vee of a gumtree
four egrets black against the sky
Commended The 1994 New Zealand Poetry Society International Poetry Competition
"the old moon and so on" pub. The New Zealand Poetry Society Inc. 1994 ISBN 0-473-02797-6
I saw this scene at work. .At first, the white blossoms on the trees stirred. Then, to my shock they began to open and white wings unfolded revealing the egrets. It was a WO moment for me. I had never seen anything like that before.
Martin . . . what a lovely image! At first I thought it was imaginary until I read your explanation of the happening. I wish I had been thre to see it! Judith
Martin, I like your explanation. I think you succeeded, with your haiku, in transmitting that “WHOA” moment to us. Thank you! A moment like that can keep me elated for days.
Well, I do love egrets, and marsh lightning makes me think of smugglers, so quite a combination! ;-)
Here’s a golden oldie:
vee of a gumtree
four egrets black against the sky
Hi Martin,
Great images you’ve brought forth!
Most rewarding trying to imagine the scene!
– kala
Breathtaking.
gorgeous!
I saw this scene at work. .At first, the white blossoms on the trees stirred. Then, to my shock they began to open and white wings unfolded revealing the egrets. It was a WO moment for me. I had never seen anything like that before.
Martin . . . what a lovely image! At first I thought it was imaginary until I read your explanation of the happening. I wish I had been thre to see it! Judith
harsh lightening
the tree’s apples ripen
into regret
I love this one!
Hi Martin!
This is quite amazing…
I can see the moment clearly,
and sense your awe…
a memorable haiku!
:-)
Lary
Martin, I like your explanation. I think you succeeded, with your haiku, in transmitting that “WHOA” moment to us. Thank you! A moment like that can keep me elated for days.
twilight-
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signals
remembrance of my childhood