One of my favorite poems. Enjoy!

AUTOBIOGRAPHY

You could say I rode a tall horse.
You could say I rode a long black horse.
In reality I'd never even touched a horse.
I drove by them all the time.
Horses loose in pastures;
horses tied to fences, to trees;
horses hobb...

Well it's been a while, but here is #10 in the Jazz Poetry Series.

JANUARY AFTERNOON, WITH BILLIE HOLIDAY
 

For Studs Terkel

Her voice shifts as if it were light,
from chalk to parchment to oil.
I think of the sun this morning,
how many knives were flashed
through blac...

Philip Levine Reads William Matthews' "Mingus at the Half Note."

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James Tate answers a few questions

Matthew Dickman's twin brother. Both amazing poets. What a lucky/cursed family they must come from.