Whimsical Walla

Vocation By Lauren Taub Cohen I just want to play unburdened and unbothered in this grassy meadow of wild being. Holding half formed...

I began this poem in a doctor's office while reading Astrophysics for People in a Hurry by Neil deGrasse Tyson. I found myself having to...

A few days ago, a friend asked me what I do for fun. She wasn't the first person to ask me that question, and I'm sure she wont be the...

Mirroring the Light by Lauren Taub Cohen The setting sun spills its splendor across the soft, receiving sand and I study how the light...

Long Island Summers by Lauren Taub Cohen The sweet and sudden smell of waffle cones combined with the saccharine scent of ice cream...

Cycles within Cycles by Lauren Taub Cohen The rain playfully prances upon the puddles. Each drop falls without concern for perfection but...

Remedy for Fear Sometimes, unreal threats cause panic to pummel me until fear begins to bleed and the only balm that works is to imagine...

Mount Koya The moss-covered history rests like a softly sung sutra beneath the sleepy sun’s groggy light.

I wrote "Ordinary Magnificence" this time last year when I realized how I had let doubts and assumptions hinder me from doing what I've...