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Jazz Haiku's Medley
African American Review, Winter, 2003 by Patrick Sylvain
Jazz Haiku's Medley One Shorter, give me your golden tenor to bellow Lady Day's sorrow. Two The rhythm section is nitroglycerine_Tchyak Doom, exploding sounds. Three My head is a conch shell for Miles' libatious sound. Drown me in music. Four With flaming eyes, I observed you mesmerized by Tyrone's luscious bass. Five Lee Morgan was a musical fireball he cooked miss Khadija. Crisp. Six 'Round midnight, Monk jarred his notes, sent a jolt to heaven. Jazzpotence. Seven If heaven exists, angels performed "Kind of Blue" in Miles's profuse mind. Eight Ella Fitzgerald was a scat cascade, crying a river willow. Nine Lightening threads across the sky, Clifford's trumpet cries for its lost mouthpiece. Ten Black Jazzmen were tossed to Europe, the mended warthorned hearts with blues-horn. Eleven The "Gingerbread man" lined Paris's lips with mammoth tunes. Vive prince Dexter. Twelve Soft kisses, warm touch, music replaces words. Jazz, an aphrodisiac.
Born in Haiti, Patrick Sylvain works as a bilingual public school teacher in Somerville, Massachusetts. A former member of the Dark Room Collective and founding member of the Haitian American Writers Coalition, Sylvain has published his work in many anthologies and journals, including AAR, Callaloo, Massachusetts Review, and Ploughshares.
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