Ignorance Poem by gary polonsky

Trav'ling with my Satchel,
Time to turn the Paige,
Trumpeting with Satchmo
When dixie was the rage,

When Jim Brown was a-bruisin',
Never even shoved,
I found myself a-cruisin'
As the man whom Lena loved,

Cheering, "Jackie, Steal! "
When Home provoked rebuke,
Listening to Ivie
Interpreting The Duke,

Mesmerized by Ella
And Porgy's dewy dreams,
I was such a happy fella -
And ignorant, it seems.


Written at Courtice, Ontario - 3rd July 2020