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here Ill kill you etc. getting high by myself in room glooms and
all wondrous knowing about the Negro the essential America
out there always finding his solace his meaning in the fellaheen
street and not in abstract morality and even when he has a
church you see the pastor out front to the ladies on the make
you hear his great vibrant voice on the sunny Sunday afternoon
sidewalk full of sexual vibratos saying Why yes Mam but de
gospel do say that man was born of womans womb- and so
and so by that time I come crawling out of my warmsack and
hit the street when I see the railroad aint gonna call me Hill 5
am Sunday morn probable for a local out of Bayshore in fact
always for a local out of Bayshore and I go to the wailbur of all
the wildbars in the world the one and only Third-and-Howard
and there I go in and drink with the madmen and if I get drunk
I git.
The whore who come up to me in there the night I was
there with Al Buckle and said to me You wanta play with me
tonight Jim, and? and I didnt think I had enough Money and
later told this to Charley Low and he laughed and said How
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do you know she wanted Money always take the chance that
she might be out just for love or just out for love you know what
I mean man dont be a sucker. She was a goodlooking doll and
said How would you like to oolyakoo with me mon? and I stood
there like a jerk and in fact bought drink got drink drunk that
night and in the 299 Club I was hit by the proprietor the band
breaking up the fight before I had a chance to decide to hit him
back which I didnt do and out on the street I tried to rush back
in but they had locked the door and were looking at me thru
the forbidden glass in the door with faces like underseas - I
should have played with her shurrouruuruuruuruuruuruurkdiei.
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DEADBELLY
Old Man Mose
Early American Jazz pianist
Had a grandson
Called Deadbelly.
Old Man Mose walloped
the rollickin keyport
Wahoo wildhouse Piany
with monkies in his hair
drooling spaghetti, beer
and beans, with a cigar
mashed in his countenance
of gleaming happiness
the furtive madman
of old sane times.
Deadbelly dont hide it
Lead killed Leadbelly
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Deadbelly admit
Deadbelly modern cat
Cool Deadbelly, Man,
Craziest.
Old Man Mose is Dead
But Deadbelly get Ahead
Ha ha ha
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CHARLIE PARKER
Charlie Parker looked like Buddha.
Charlie Parker, who recently died
Laughing at a juggler on the TV
After weeks of strain and sickness,
Was called the Perfect Musician.
And his expression on his face
Was as calm, beautiful, and profound
As the image of the Buddha
Represented in the East, the lidded eyes
The expression that says All is Well
This was what Charlie Parker
Said when he played, All is Well.
You had the feeling of early-in-the-morning
Like a hermits joy, or
Like the perfect cry of some wild gang
At a jam session,
Wail, Wop
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ONE MOTHER
I keep falling in love
with my mother,
I dont want to hurt her
-Of all people to hurt.
Every time I see her
shes grown older
But her uniform always
amazes me
For its Dutch simplicity
And the Doll she is,
The doll-like way
she stands
Bowlegged in my dreams,
Waiting to serve me.
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Ya gotta be able
to lay it down
solid
All that luney
& fruney
Fracons, aeons, & beggs,
Lay, it, all that
be bobby
be buddy
I didnt took
I could think
So
bepo
beboppy
Luney & Juney
-ifthats the way
they get
kinda hysterical
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across the street with its rime heights in the quiet winter
sky, inside are quiet workers by neon entablatures practicing
fanning lessons with the murderous MarboA yakking blonde
with awful wide smile is making her mouth lip talk to an old
Bodhisattva papa on the sidewalk, the tense quickness of her
hard working wordsMeanwhile a funny bum with no sense
tries to panhandle them and is waved away stumbling, he
doesntcare about society women embarrassed with paper bags
on sidewalksUnutterably sad the broken winter shattered
face of a man passing in the bleak rippleFollowed by a
Russian boxer with an expression of Baluc lostness, something
grim and Slavic and so helplessly beyond my conditional ken or
ability to evaluate and believe that I shudder as at the touch of
cold stone to think of him, the sickened old awfulness of it like
slats of wood wall in an old brewery truck
Shin McOntario with
no money, no bets, no
health, palls on by
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Battering in coats
Of Third Ave noo
With no sense and their brows
Streaked with wine sop
Blood of ogligit
Sad adventurers
Far from the pipe
Of Liverpool
The bean of bone
Botde Liffey brown
Far hung unseen
Top tippers
Of ocean wave.
God bless & sing for them
As I can not
Cooper Union Blues,
The Musak is too Sod.
The gayety of grave
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Candidates makes
My gut weep
And my brains
Are awash
Down the side of the
blue orange table
As little sneery snirfling
Porto Rican hero
Bats by booming
His coat pocket
Fisting to the Vicinity
Where Mortuary
Waits for bait.
(What kind of service
Do broken barrels give?)
O have pity
Bodhisattva
Of Intellectual
Radiance!
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ABRAHAM
Abraham, drinking water by the tents
Pacing up & down the soft sand
under the stars
Worrying about Villages
Wondering if your vision was real
or just a foolish importunity
in your mind.
Yet moving on in the morning anyway
with the rattle of pack asses.
Abraham, the dew is in your beard
Abraham my eyes are open
You are weird
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DAVE BRUBECK
The New Orleans New York
Club
wishes to announce
the opening
of
new sessions,
& new fields, Daddio,
Dave Brubecks
the swingingest
And I wish to say
Farewell
to
AL
Smith
Hello Dave
(From Mexico city blues, 1959)
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My hat
Each tie on that ring
Worth six bucks, Brooks Brothers,
Sixty bucks wortha ties
Slacks with peculiarities
I couldnt even find a pair of slacks
I thought it was suitable to wear
II
Wrapped one pair around me
And pinned it with a safety pin
And pulled up my trousers and
Went out looked at myself in the mirror
O no, those wont do
And I walked out
Wrap the slacks around my waist
Took two other pair
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IV
And Id go up in the Billiard Room
And I would wander back around
The room, hands in back,
And every coat rack I backed
Up against feel for the wallet
One day 1 walked
Outa there with ten wallets
Bellboy lookin me over
Pretty soon a very dignified looking
gentleman came up and buzzed
the bell boy
He says Who? and I says
Man told me his name, while
We*re drinkin at the bar,
And told me to meet him
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In the billiard-room
of the Athletic Club
I dont see himso I best I
better go
V
Tell me about the old slouch
hat
One of my numerous trips
to one of the numerous clubs
in New York City
The hat finally was left
in the hotel
which I had to leave
rather hurriedly one night
never to return
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VII
A year later I got caught
I was dressed differently
and everything
But boy that mustache
and that pince nez
was really out of this world
I used that outfit six months
I finally had to pack it in
because it was too well-worn
Pince nez was in a coat
I stole
Mustache I grew in the
sanirarium
While taking one of my
numerous drug cures
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On wood sticks
That were once sincere
in trees
But I cant write, poetry,
just prose
I mean
This is prose
Not poetry
But I want
To be sincere
(From Book of Blues, 1960)
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INDICE
October in the railroad earth
Deadbelly
Charlie parker
The sound of the universe coming in my windows
One mother
Goofing at the table
The bowery blues
Abraham
Dave brubeck
I had a slouch hat
The wheel of the quivering meat conception
Macdougal street blues. Canto uno
The moon her majesty
Id rather be thin than famous
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