Introspection (take 3)–Thelonious Monk

Listening to it was what it felt like:

Monk’s hands–their hands–everywhere,

unexpectedly feeling for her

chords, her grace notes, her

majors and minors, her

cadences (Oh, you darling!), her

Picardy thirds, stretching her

loins like lion-meat, then

vamping into a second subject just to

titillate, then a third to

make her scream for the

dominant to make her

movement finish with a

flourish.

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Comments

  • Leah  On October 12, 2011 at 11:28 am

    There’s something deeply hidden in this poem………………

  • 1emeraldcity  On October 14, 2011 at 10:45 am

    stretching like lion’s meat…what a great phrase, imagry! Very clever, the whole thing…like it alot. :))

  • fridayam  On August 4, 2019 at 12:11 am

    Reblogged this on Fridayam's Blog.

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