dripping from the eave
to the sill

—Martin Gottlieb Cohen

About the author: 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.

Martin's e-mail address: martin1223 at comcast dot net

Martin also has a weblog.

Responses to the haiku for 15 February 2001 by Martin Gottlieb Cohen

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-09-11 22:48:52

    i am reminded of my childhood, martin.

    a very good haiku, (however), for lack of a punctuation mark and a letter, the score could have been one hundred

    drippings from the eave
    to the sill

    some might hurriedly say, " there's an error in the first and second lines between a singular and a plural noun, not true.

    a pure juxtapose, being exemplified.
    the icicles are melting, and the drops of water are falling to the sill

    if only i could place a number to "somewhere on simpson"

    nicely done, martin

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-09-14 21:43:27

    just checking for that house number, martin

    Vasile Moldovan (vasilemoldovan at yahoo dot com)
    2004-06-03 01:24:50

    A sign of spring:
    in the front of the old house
    the first puddle

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-11-08 21:31:18

    nape of her neck
    anger fades