Singing the blues
the folksinger allows a break
in the line to emphasize
its meaning for the listener.
Listening to the blues
the star singer recalls
her first time — all of them
from sex to music to knowing God.
Hearing the blues
the listener dawdles until
the song is done and decides
to leave it on just one more time.
Being blues
the music settles
into a groove, a notch,
finds something ancient within.
One more song
comes on and the blues
does not fail to envelope you.
You turn it off, close your eyes.
You would pray
for the blues
to come again
if you knew how.
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onward,
T

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