Defying gravity
his spirit dances
across ivory keys,
sweetening
the passion
of his playing.
Bop, post bop,
hard bop,
New Orleans
Jazz,
reflections
of oneness
Zee Blues.
Willow, weep.
[originally published in JerryJazzMusician]
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