Lost My Voice in New York City Comments

A wonderful introspective poem that is quite thought provoking too. Well deserved modern poem of the day.

Great poem.The attrection and their own needs have taken many to big cities only to realize how easy it is to lose oneself there. our voice, our identity lost so quickly.

Now I talk like you Now I sing like you Cigarette and coffee to make me sick Couple of families to make me think.. l ost my voice in new york.. very good poem. tony

Leonard Cohen, my favourite poet. There's so much in this poem. To me his poems are like no other. In truth Mr Cohen will never lose his voice. Never.

Guess you always knew................YES, indeed, I always knew that YOU are the best songwriter I have known, even Dyllan can't compete, but now I am talking to tow dead poets, how so? That is because of the coronavirus pandemic! Have I become mad? of course NOT! But I have become a tiny bit more artistic, being a fan of Leonard Cohen.Short but your innervouice is always beautiful, Leonard! R.I.P. CONGRATULATIONS TheModern

The lost voice was revolutionary voice for the humanity now fully lost nobody finds out it now it's lost voice.........

Great choice for modern poem of the day....I love the poetry and lyrics of Leonard Cohen!

Cigarette and coffee to make me sick...... this was the inner voice of great poet Leonard Cohen.

Cohen may have passed but his voice and vision will live on, a voice such as his defies the touch of death.

This appeals to me, although it is slightly obscure. Cohen knew New York, and the Chelsea Hotel, very well. It would be as good a place as any to lose your voice and never hear it again.

Aftet sixty-seven! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Such voices don't go anywhere. They keep coming back again and again to enlighten people who are lost in the urban wilderness.

Now I talk like you Now I sing like you. very fine poem. tony

" Lost my voice in New York City never heard it again after sixty-seven..."

A wonderful introspective critical write in the form of this verse, worthy of modern poem of the Day.

I know him too well, I have known him too finest, I knew him so true. Gone to ashes now, but I still hear him in the songs that oft inspired me to tears, his voice is unforgettable, his words undescribable like zhen, like then in NY City. CONGRATULATIONS to the loved family of Leonard Cohen is the zhen...............................of Music and Word

Lucky you at least you had a voice unlike the millions of voiceless plebs that no one ever hears.

voice comes, voice goes time comes, time goes stream comes, stream goes today's village, tomorrow's town change comes with evolution, change comes with revolution and then change goes to lost.................the voice.....

One of the best poems by Leonard Cohen.......

...very nicely penned....rest in peace Mr. Cohen ★