Saxophone Sunset Poem by Hans Ostrom
Saxophone Sunset
(Ben Webster, "That's All")
Plump notes, tenor sax. Ripe
peaches, warm fuzz exteriorily
wry. Now
things must move uptown.
Phrases must front style.
Though even among neon
and hard traffic & hard lives
they do not lose
their memory of sunset.
Sweet, tart, sad, not bitter,
that's all.
hans ostrom 2018
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: jazz,music,sunset
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