How Have I Lived …


without part four of Gabrielle Calvocoressi’s poem, “Suite Billy Strayhorn”? I mean, people are on the edge of their seats waiting for Bush’s next lame-o nominee for the Supreme Court, debating Roe vs. Wade and so forth, while I get to sit here and read poems from The Last Time I Saw Amelia Earhart. God bless America (& thanks for the loan, Lissa). p.s. Please avoid catching a cold as the weather dips and dives around us, people. Enjoy:

IV. Mr. Ellington Denies

And you are such a pretty girl.
You make the boys swoon so badly

they want to beat you to death.
Do you hear them skulking beneath

bass-key? Billy, you’re no more
a girl than Ohio is pastoral.

Keep quiet is a muscle.
Keep quiet is a city

with all the swing gone out of its hips.


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