Haiku and Jazz, pulled together tightly; sounds of saxophones wailing late at night in Greenwich village, as you the musician, young woman, and poet, flow from one role to the other effortlessly. I found some wonderful Bleeker Street Tavern Murals to illustrate this poem on my site.
Haiku and Jazz, pulled together tightly; sounds of saxophones wailing late at night in Greenwich village, as you the musician, young woman, and poet, flow from one role to the other effortlessly. I found some wonderful Bleeker Street Tavern Murals to illustrate this poem on my site.
very lovely! thank you, y