Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Esperanza Spalding


Like a star that pours its haze on me
Major ninth chords that flower sevenths
Bass notes heavenly with feminine summer

Bawdry time signature changing rivers
Trumpets like elven shofars of old streets
City soul and the golden tenor sax

Key boards like hawks in awakening forests
Drummer with springs winding to the river
Minor thirds ring like joyous church bells

Red, blue, purple notes shine in the eyes
Space, crescendo, closure all improvise
Humanity moves in the wine of fine jazz

Esperanza Spalding is playing tonight

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 31, 2013

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