Here's a little fun poem I wrote today.
*Lunchtime Recital in Linfen *
today
bill evans
plays angular chords
to a background
of fireworks
years after death
ruined
his knuckles and sent
his bones
to chalk.
no matter -
all matter
*'all things must pass'*
his hammers
still lyric
--
Andrew
http://hispirits.blogspot.com/
http://www.bam.com.au/andrew
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