Jazz Poems

LISTENING TO SONNY ROLLINS AT THE FIVE SPOT

There will many other nights like

this be standing here with someone, some

one

someone

some-one

some

some

some

some

some

some

one

there will be other songs

a-nother fall, another–spring, but

there will never be a-noth, noth

anoth

noth

anoth-er

noth-er

noth-er

Other lips that I may kiss

but they won’t thrill me like

thrill me like

like yours

used to

dream a million dreams

but how can they come

when there

never be

a-noth–

Paul Blackburn

From Jazz Poems | Selected and edited by Kevin Young

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