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-done, Martin or from the mother crow’s
point of view
Well done, Mr. C., you’ve done it again! You never fail to please. Sometimes the crow flys just above and ahead of the car as if to break trail thru the woods for me.
well-done, Martin or from the mother crow’s
point of view
wet snow
makes babies’ breakfast
difficult
Vivid and provocative.
Oh, this is such a carefully and cleverly observed moment. Thank you for this!
as the crow flys
an unexpected curve
in the road
bare branch–
silent as the mockingbird
waits for spring
Wonderful.
Well done, Mr. C., you’ve done it again! You never fail to please. Sometimes the crow flys just above and ahead of the car as if to break trail thru the woods for me.