Scent of Old Books

scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano

Thinking of Beat poets while listening to jazz this hazy, smokey Seattle morning.

Jazz in the Evenings: A Haiku

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Spring rides the starlight

Evening has arrived
Listening to classic jazz
Spring rides the starlight

Evening Music Plays 

The saxophone plays

I picture women, dancing

With suit clad men

Echoes from the Beats

And their Bebopping 

Friends

Evening Of Jazz

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p style=”font-family:’Helvetica Neue’, Arial, sans, sans-serif;”>Evening jazz fills me 

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p style=”font-family:’Helvetica Neue’, Arial, sans, sans-serif;”>Warmed by memories 

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p style=”font-family:’Helvetica Neue’, Arial, sans, sans-serif;”>Happier times of my youth 

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