Then, music

Photograph by John Livzey

Photograph by John Livzey

Exuberance
wants meter,
shape, sensuality–
then music comes!
Could we
not know
this ready
bacchanal?
Even then I hear
we’d feel it
in our bones.
We know a tune
you’ve gotta get,
catch a trumpeter
on parade
and itch to follow
to his roots.
Keeps us sane
and none
too serious
and marks
moments
where words
ring absurd.

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