The Poet Forgets Jazz
A poem for wordsmith Richard Roe
James P. Roberts has been active in the Madison literary scene since 1988. Currently the south-central region vice president for the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets, he has ten books published to date in the fields of science fiction, fantasy, poetry, literary biography and baseball history, including a third collection of poetry, Dancing with Poltergeists, from Popcorn Press. He writes about another impressive poet, the elegant wordsmith Richard Roe. — Fabu
THE POET FORGETS JAZZ
– For Richard Roe
Even though music has been in his blood
All his life. The word no longer exists.
The people are now janitors, code clerks,
Railroadmen, hotel porters, criminals…
With a slight variation he now believes it
The end product of sexual congress.
He goes to heavy metal concerts,
Listens to gangsta rap—but only in the music
Of Stravinsky, particularly Petroushka,
Does he catch a glimpse of what might have been.
He sits, day after day, in the vestibules
Of libraries, reviewing old tapes, hoping,
Praying that some day, some one
Will come up with some thing different.
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