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My Poe to You
by Suzanne Dennison
FLOWING SOUNDS Help me to release Pent-up emotions Thru flowing sounds That re-activate your image Playing til dawn Such amazing music Meticulously done Flowing with love's charms Yet so unique the aural angle In a world of its ...
The Lady
by AAJ Staff
(A musing after spending 72 hours straight listening to live music, a classical soprano vocalist, an 11 year-old violinist prodigy and a jazz trio, the Pat Metheny Trio in the winter of 2003) You cannot see her, but sometimes if you are lucky, you can hear the voice of the lady singing through the ...
Rush Street
by Eric Vance Walton
Here we are on Rush Street amongst all the beautiful people tonight, much too tall to be blue these eyes appear to be lying because after all this time, we seem to be the ones they're watching dressed to the “t", they think we have it nice and ...
The Sermon
by Rex Butters
the old jazz musician sat wheelchaired on the Denver mall playing for spare change he wore a jaunty plaid fishing hat held his sax at an angle like Prez blowing the ballad “Lover Man." the white haired southerner his jovial meat red face
Raw Jazz Man
by Joyce Renee Lewis
he puts the horn to his lips flavors the reed with panama spice takes a slow, deep drag of mystery-- ex-ha-lation! as the universe centers itself in every note he blows poems ...
I Remember Mingus
by Jonathan Kirby
He played his sound on soulful strings. A sound..., that keeps on lingering. A sound so rich, so full, and so clear. Although many more have come and gone, only few whose name will last as long. Yes, I still can hear that sound in my ears. When ...
Jazz is a Sacrament of Substance
by Jamal Ali
4 Eddie Jefferson jazz is a sacrament of substanceand Eddie was a preacher spreadin' the wordthe cat used to swing itsingin' syncopated lyricsword-scattin' while trackin' convoluted tonesI tell you, the cat used to sing itmixin' words with the musicfloatin' and explodin' from ...
Two Views from the Club, 1991
by Daniel M. Shapiro
for Elvin Jones (1927-2004) Outside the club at 131 West Third Street, neon signs lose their glare in the stillness of snowflakes that mark a late spring. A rumble perplexes pedestrians accustomed to subway cars or thunder, but ...
The Green Mill
by Eric Vance Walton
We took the redline to Lawrence and checked the world at the door in the footsteps of all those before who found solace in sax and draped themselves in neon dreams I must confess how easily I acquiesced to the Gresik groove ...
Kind of Blue
by Imani Tolliver
pearl's mad at miles told everybody her business by telling his how can we make love to the keys, the fingers that pushed out the sweet melody that beat the kink right outta cicely's neck what happened to ...
