Ancestry by the numbers.
HERE COMES THE MOMENT
the sky leans so close
you can hear the high clouds whisper
a secret you knew all along.
It isn’t the message that strikes you
but the clarity of it. Suddenly
the mud and the dust and the mist
are dismissed and the sky leans so close
you can hear the high clouds whisper,
“Here you are.”
(Mike Cohen – Oct 2015)
When you get it working you are happy to make
something function, to take
the inanimate and have it dancing in your hand.
Life loves to bring things to life,
to have them join the ranks of those that go
stirring, lurching, churning, whirring, working.
But all things working –
the gadgets, the gizmos, the contrivances,
the galaxy, the tide, your heart –
all working things
(Mike Cohen – Dec 2005)
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Steve Delia and Mike Cohen perform at Princeton’s Café Improv
MAD ABOUT HER
If you’re mad about her
I just hope for your sake
that she’s mad
If she’s sane, or thinks she is,
you haven’t got a prayer.
She’ll just break your crazy heart,
then go find herself some sane guy
who will eventually break hers
because he’s not mad about her.
This will drive her out of her mind.
And if you’re still mad about her then,
you just may have your chance.
(Mike Cohen – June 2012)
Fair deals and other deals… Read ’em and weep… http://mikecohensenseofbalance.wordpress.com/fortune-and-misfortune/
A word with the dead…
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