Friday, October 9, 2009
*jesse At The Riverside Club Comments
Rating: ★2.6
Balanced on his stool,
Guitar cradled lankly
Between arms and knee,
He strokes the strings with eyes closed
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7/25/2025 7:38:28 PM # 1.0.0
Very well done. The poem is the song. The poet the singer. One is drawn in to the sights, the smells, the atmosphere, just as the song draws in the listener within the poem - an verbal/aural Mobius strip. It does what a poem should - it brings you inside the words.