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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I always enjoy your poems, Martin. Moving from South Bronx to southern New Jersey and the interim “souths” has obviously given you a wide personal outlook.
Megan . . . I think your follow-up haiku is a gem!
Thank’s everyone for your comments. Nan & Alan I’m afraid that writer’s block hit me, but thanks for asking…I have an old website on tripod with crazy ads:
Hi Martin,
I’m catching up…this is a beauty!
Filled with atmosphere — I feel and
hear it…the splash of the water…
along with distant night sounds.
Fine work!
;)
Lary
Excellent haiku, Martin!
Night sky
up above
a bridge passes
A fantastical haiku.Here is my reply:
Two living lights
at night under the stone bridge:
swimmer’s eyes
I always enjoy your poems, Martin. Moving from South Bronx to southern New Jersey and the interim “souths” has obviously given you a wide personal outlook.
Megan . . . I think your follow-up haiku is a gem!
Thank you for sharing such beautiful tiny words.
Martin, a offering, very well enjoyed; Megan, a ‘contrary’ view, equally well enjoyed. _M
Martin,
This is a great haiku. I love it. Won’t you update your blog? I would love to see more of your words.
I second that, Nan! ;-)
Thank’s everyone for your comments. Nan & Alan I’m afraid that writer’s block hit me, but thanks for asking…I have an old website on tripod with crazy ads:
http://martin51144.tripod.com/
Hi Martin,
I’m catching up…this is a beauty!
Filled with atmosphere — I feel and
hear it…the splash of the water…
along with distant night sounds.
Fine work!
;)
Lary
morning glories–
beneath same bridge
same homeless man
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