CHARLES MINGUS

 

 

 

 

 

Wisdom reached

down heavy

ignoring the

dark brooding

on earth’s face.

Mighty power

touched heavenly

long black

dancing fingers

with a dream.

A fat willing

wooden bass

fell in love

with the hands

of his youth.

His jazzed sounds

leaned strong

pushing sweet

his voice

through strings.

 

 

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