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Rue Coquilliere
by Wayne Wolfson
For SybilleI had let the water in the tub run dangerously high. Almost up to the lip, where it threatened to soak the Balzac I had balancing on the corner. I would have to move, slowly, not make even a ripple, but for now I could not be bothered. In a few ...
Permanent Imprint
by Suzanne Dennison
PERMANENT IMPRINTAnticipation merely a dreamCaught in flowing tunes,Formal beauty swallowingAll other sounds.The love I felt for youAcknowledged in songCarries the energy of our unionTo the end of spacetime.Alive each moment listeningAs art expresses joy and pain
Europa
by Wayne Wolfson
(for Transhumans *) The night was too still to not expect something to suddenly burst forth. Appetite disguised as shadow, answering a call. She sat on the floor, her fingertips reading the dimples and stitching of my shoe. Europa, she was still wearing the night's party dress. Her sepia toned skin ...
Saxophone Love and My Piano Love
by Kimberly D. Robinson
Saxophone Love IFriday night was Jazz Night at the Blue Bongo Club down on 57th Street He started blowin' bout' three Fridays ago, and his presence alone would give one pause Me and the girls went eve'ry Friday ...
Happiness Lingers
by Suzanne Dennison
Happiness Lingers Hard to admit the futility When I dream of our time as one. A passion brief but dramatic Has been woven into every tune, Esp. the saxophone Stirring up memories of the glory When we merged as one. The committment caught in ...
Piroshky
by Wayne Wolfson
I did not turn the light on as to not wake her up. I go into the bathroom to wash up. A brace of shadows upon the wall, the towel rack's bare skeleton, an enforced stillness. There were tiny flecks of eggshell on the top of my shoes. Again, I had gone out crayfish ...
Trane's Blues @ Nagasaki
by Fred Joiner
in a world where calls to prayerare interrupted by the hot wail of breaking bones and the rhythmof blood spilling.i have learned to question.what is this way of seeing, viewing the world through a ring of brass?what is the sound that follows ...
The Flow of Sounds
by Suzanne Dennison
THE FLOW OF SOUNDSThe love we shared so long agoStill flows thru mellow tunes;Passion in those sounds.Regret, and aorrow at the lossBut compensation as piano moansThe energy when we lay togetherStill active thru those songsAnd the essence of your existence
Samba Soliloquy
by Wayne Wolfson
Chartreuse-eyed tigers gazed down on me from the wall. She was in the kitchen mixing paint with some of my cigar ash. It was that which I had allowed her to capture. Her life was ship wrecked, upon the remains of her youth. The late night pick up and secrets told to a stranger. ...
Net of Safety
by Suzanne Dennison
IN HARMONIOUS FLOWThe time between us now so farIt's only traces found in songs,The beauty in the world of sound.Accurate description with saxophoneOf how emotions swing.Deep the feelings of long agoKept active in harmonious flow,A balance against bad feelings


