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Posted by Atticus on January 22, 2005, at 18:42:17
Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast
Gabriel blew a blue note
Of purest too-cool soul,
An ethereal boogie-woogie blast
Of heavenly rock-and-roll.
Jimmy the Weasel knew enough
To put his life on hold,
Just stood, his tongue stuck fast
Upon life’s frozen metal pole.
Saw that flipping on the Crips had been
A fool’s gold kind of bold,
And the nine-millimeter messenger
Left its message in a hole
Of red-tinted punctuation, a period,
The end of his story told.
God said, “Hi, c’mon in, Jim,
I’ve just made a Jell-O mold.”
-- Atticus
Posted by malthus on January 22, 2005, at 19:40:22
In reply to poem ... Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast, posted by Atticus on January 22, 2005, at 18:42:17
Atticus, you are a very deep well.
Refreshing and abundant.
May I share it with my student Salvador as I did "Dig It"?
the pup
Posted by Atticus on January 22, 2005, at 20:18:48
In reply to Re: poem ... Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast » Atticus, posted by malthus on January 22, 2005, at 19:40:22
Of course. Anytime, Malthus. The main thing any poet wants is to be read. Will your student know what a Jell-O mold is and why the idea of God making one to greet new arrivals is humorous? Jell-O molds aren't exactly part of urban hip-hop culture. In fact, it's a Jell-O mold's sheer unhipness that led me to that ending. But then, you'd expect God to be very, very, very old skool, wouldn't you? :) Atticus
Posted by Jai Narayan on January 22, 2005, at 21:17:50
In reply to poem ... Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast, posted by Atticus on January 22, 2005, at 18:42:17
if at all possible, your work gets even better.
you are at a new intensity, a different intensity...
it's rich and full.
I can hear Angel Gabriel blowing his horn.
the blood vessels in his eyes popping.
man can you play that thing
Jai Narayan
Posted by Atticus on January 23, 2005, at 8:12:48
In reply to Re: poem ... Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast, posted by Jai Narayan on January 22, 2005, at 21:17:50
Thanks so much, Jai. This whole poem arose from me overhearing someone say "cool soul" as she passed me in a corridor at work while conversing with someone else. I fell in love with the phrase, and composed this poem based on the idea of just wanted to build on it. The whole construction was a bit like an oyster building a pearl around a grain of sand. I knew I'd have "cool soul" on the brain until I gave the description a home in verse. I still have no idea what the hallway conversation was about, but then that's neither here nor there -- "cool soul" means something else now. Ta. ;) Atticus
Posted by Bobby on January 24, 2005, at 11:49:46
In reply to poem ... Ethereal Boogie-Woogie Blast, posted by Atticus on January 22, 2005, at 18:42:17
I've got to hand it to you---that was very clever.
Posted by Atticus on January 24, 2005, at 12:06:10
In reply to Very good » Atticus, posted by Bobby on January 24, 2005, at 11:49:46
Many thanks, Bobby. Glad you got a kick out of it. :) Atticus
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