Practice in the rooms at the jazz college,Īll together, it was a cacophony that mingled Only music to make the air sing, bleed, heal.

There are no words to express all you did, You, Mingus, and all your peers accomplished. Out into a bereft world and celebrate all Swing, sing, bring all there is in the heart Lovely and heart-wrenching simultaneously Īnd we all weep across the years for you,Īnd now, at this late date, for him as well,Īnd a whole generation of amazing musicians. Your passing, makes profound loss profoundly Through your hat and says goodbye, mourns Whatever the language is, Mingus names you This collection features 50 gifted poets from places as disparate as Ohio and Nepal, Estonia and Boston, Guyana and Pittsburgh, each publicly sharing their inner world reverence for the culture of jazz music.Īs always, thanks to the poets, and I hope you enjoy.Īt the conclusion of the poems, biographies of the p oets contributing to this collection are listed in the order in which their poems appearedĪdios, Lester, masalama, adieu, sayonara, Their creative languages share the common soil of imagination and improvisation, from which their audiences discover inspiration and spirit, and perhaps even a renewed faith in life itself. Jazz and poetry have always had a symbiotic relationship. “Maybe that’s what life is… a wink of the eye and winking stars.” Roelandt’s art is featured throughout this collection. Her work focuses on the human form faces and nudes, and she finds inspiration by all things beautiful and often by books, music and films. “I Wish I Knew How” is a painting of Nina Simone by Christel Roelandt, a Belgian painter from Ghent in Flanders who now lives in Beirut.

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