«&Nbsp;I'M A Jazz Singer,&Nbsp;&Raquo; She Replied Poem by James Emanuel
«&Nbsp;I'M A Jazz Singer,&Nbsp;&Raquo; She Replied
He dug what she said:
bright jellies, smooth marmalade
spread on warm brown bread.
"Jazz" from drowsy lips
orchids lift to honeybees
floating on long sips.
"Jazz": quick fingerpops
pancake on a griddle-top
of memories. Stop.
"Jazz": mysterious
as nutmeg, missing fingers,
gold, Less serious.
"Jazz": cool bannister.
Don't need no stair. Ways to climb
when the sax is there.
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