Reminiscences

I just finished work on the night shift and went topside to get fresh air. No one was on deck, and I could see the Destroyer’s trail of smoke above the glass sea form a circle as we crossed our wake practicing maneuvers in the midnight sun. There was a lonely feeling that came over me just then…

from her dark hip the moon’s curve

 

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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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