let us rehearse this


  1. marlowe44

    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.

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