Cherry Wood Door By Terry-Lynn Johnson The ice is thin on the window pane With the skeleton key in the keyhole of the cherry wood door. The room empty but for a feather divinely settling on a wisp of air. You expected me to find the key And you’re now on your way to wherever it is that old poets rest.

Tribute By Terry-Lynn Johnson The gentleman wraps his coat over his frame, and the wind whistles as he sits on the bench across from his home. He ruminates that the ways of the world do not appeal to goodness or finer senses. And in solitude, he searches, as the sleet and the rain weight the bedding...

Maarten, Thank you for your effort of posting these threads. I am planning a critique on "Hallelujah" and these will be of help. So, it looks like a bit of study ahead to keep me busy -- ier. Of course, my take is the Hallelujah is broken in the sense of being in the presence of "G-d&...

Good morning Cohen forum,
I am studying "Book of Mercy" and I am hoping to find some discussion and critique. Do you have a link?
Terry-Lynn