shadows

If the blues had parents, they would be watching us,
Throngs of them, everywhere from the walls of Memphis;
Their shadows would be long enough to share
Between the spirits of the musicians who are not quite dead
To be satisfied and complacent in the light.
The otherworld is impatient and averse to concocting ambushes.

 

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