Jazz
I hear the call of the cornet
I hear the swingin clarinet
They're playing hot jazz in the heat
Of old New Orleans...
15 poems about the different styles of jazz, from ragtime to swing to be-bop to fusion.
Harlem
They took to the road in Waycross, Georgia
Skipped over the tracks in East St. Louis
Took the bus from Holly Springs
Hitched a ride from Gee's Bend
Took the long way through Memphis
The third deck down from Trinidad
A wrench of heart from Goree Island
A wrench of heart from Goree Island
To a place called Harlem...
Blues, blues, blues,
blues, what you mean to me?
Blues, blues, blues,
blues, what you mean to me?
Are you my pain and misery,
or my sweet, sweet company?
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