Naomi Shihab Nye

(12 March 1952 / St. Louis, Missouri)

Hugging The Jukebox

Poem by Naomi Shihab Nye

On an island the soft hue of memory,
moss green, kerosene yellow, drifting, mingling
in the Caribbean Sea,
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Comments about Hugging The Jukebox by Naomi Shihab Nye

  • Keith BrownKeith Brown (5/3/2020 5:16:00 AM)

    Great read, all consuming passion, good or? Congratulation on mod poem(Report)Reply

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  • Keith BrownKeith Brown (5/3/2020 5:15:00 AM)

    Great read, all consuming passion, good or?(Report)Reply

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  • Jasbir ChatterjeeJasbir Chatterjee (4/20/2020 9:40:00 PM)

    Lovely poem. There are so many Alfreds all over the world who remain undiscovered. Congratulations on having this chosen as the poem of the day.(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (4/20/2020 9:17:00 AM)

    Congratulations for being selected this poem as the modern poem of the poem of the day for second time.(Report)Reply

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (4/20/2020 7:25:00 AM)

    The melody as also the emotional contents are superb and captivating. Well deserved modern poem of the day.(Report)Reply

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  • Lyn PaulLyn Paul (4/20/2020 6:33:00 AM)

    A poem that oozes light, life and excitement.(Report)Reply

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (4/20/2020 5:13:00 AM)

    sings and screams, .....
    O mama I was born with a trumpet in my
    throat
    spent all these years tryin’ to cough it up.../// singing am instinct nature of mind by practicing all time the throat enjoys all(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (4/20/2020 3:36:00 AM)

    What will they do together in their old age?
    It is hard enough keeping yourself alive.
    And this wild boy, loving nothing but music—
    he’ll sing all night, hugging the jukebox. great poem. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Julia Luber (4/20/2019 1:24:00 PM)

    Seems like something that should be celebrated rather than worried about.(Report)Reply

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  • Castellenas JohnCastellenas John (4/20/2019 11:53:00 AM)

    Wonderful poem and wonderful memory. A amazing prose poem.(Report)Reply

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  • Parameswaran Nair Damodaran NairParameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair (4/20/2019 10:13:00 AM)

    A very nice poem for Poem of the day(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (4/20/2019 6:41:00 AM)

    O mama I was born with a trumpet in my throat
    spent all these years tryin’ to cough it up … thank u dear poetess. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Tom Allport (4/20/2019 4:23:00 AM)

    A wonderful write that sings the song of small but bright lad and of grand parents that cared.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (4/20/2019 2:34:00 AM)

    (4) I regard The Netherlands as my home, Jakarta was once my home, but now am residing amongst the flowers, these beautiful joy in colours are my home now. Thank you so much that I may add these. Wishing you still much Beauty in all you gonna write. God's Abundant Blessings too for your beloved family. Regards from amongst the Tulips, Sylvia Frances Chan, The Netherlands.(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (4/20/2019 2:31:00 AM)

    “Put a coin in my mouth! ” and believing what she wants to believe;
    this is not the end of the island, or the tablets this life has been
    scribbled on, or the song.....touching expression. Beautiful poem.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (4/20/2019 2:29:00 AM)

    (3) The great poetess is a songwriter, and novelist too. She was born to a Palestinian father and American mother. Although she regards herself as a " wandering poet" , she refers to San Antonio as her home. Like YOU, dear great poetess, I love traveling and I call myself Word Traveler, since I had seen most of the world's places, in the USA too(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (4/20/2019 2:20:00 AM)

    (2) ..How infectious is an excellent poem. CONGRATULATIONS, dear great Poetess, PH has chosen your poems more than once, I know that, and your poem most deserves that with the writer behind the poem of course. Hurray, most deserved. I am truly happy for you. Like you I am a wanderer too. God's Blessings in Abundance. Amen.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (4/20/2019 2:17:00 AM)

    A most beautiful worded poem. Very spontaneous, freshened and alive. Once I started to read this poem, I keep reading till the last line, perhaps I kept my breath deepest inside, but in any case, this poem is so breath taking, heart warming, no I won't be melancholic, but after having read this poem about a wonderboy Alfred, whose life IS MUSIC. He was born with a trumpet in his throat, I became music myself. Wow, how infectious is an excellent(Report)Reply

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