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Komunyakaa Selected Poems
Komunyakaa Selected Poems
Monk's Dream.
The ghost of bebop
from 52nd Street,
footprints in the snow.
Damn February.
Let's go to Minton's
& play "modern malice"
till daybreak. Lord,
there's Thelonious
wearing that old funky hat
pulled down over his eyes.
7I from Copacetic
Copacetic Mingus
I listen to Pithecanthropus
years below sea level,
N EON V ERN A C U L A R
Woman, I Got the Blues
74 N EON V ERN A C U L A R
The Cage Walker
N EON V ERN A C U L A R
Epilogue to the Opera of Dead on Arrival
80 N EON V ERN A C U L A R
A Break from the Bush
We want our hearts wrung out like rags & ground down
to Georgia dust
N EON V ERN A C U L A R
After the show's packed up & gone, after the choppers
have flown out backwards,
after the music & colors have died slowly in our heads,
& the downpour's picked up,