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Ira Cohen (February 3, 1935 – April 25, 2011)

Ira.. your framing / your metaphors … encouraging us all to gain deeper understandings. Universe literacy, rather than reading literacy.. I love your shit man!

Dear Friends,


Approximately a month ago, Ira, who for some time has been living up on 106th St. in a somewhat diminished capacity since last summer’s infamous bedbug plague, apparently tripped or fell in the apartment & injured his right knee.


When his pain didn’t abate, he was finally cajoled into going to the hospital for an exam & x-ray. As nothing particularly noteworthy showed up, he went back home for some days, during which time, what might have started as an abrasion on his knee, became infected—his underlying diabetes exacerbated a small wound that for most of us would have healed-up with little consequence.


A visiting nurse, strongly advised he needed attention & he was brought to St. Lukes up on 114 & Amsterdam Ave. He’d been on a slow, tortuous down-ward spiral since…laid-low by an unspecified infection & a cascade of other serious ailments.


This evening, April 25, 2011, at about 6:30 he breathed his last…


There will be a small, private burial service & a future memorial/tribute to be announced…


Ira Landgarten, friend & colleague.

“A mind once expanded never returns to its original size”


recorded at ZEBULON for Ira’s birthday!

  1. IRA COHEN and his MOTHER
  2. On New Years Eve 2005


Photograph: Ira Cohen

William S Burroughs in Cohen’s New York loft, also part of his Mylar Chamber series. Cohen met Burroughs in Tangier, Morocco in the early 1960s, where he published Burroughs in his Gnaoua magazine – by Ira Cohen