POEM: "Bill Evans, Village Vanguard 1961"

Bill Evans, Village Vanguard 1961

                                                        for Stu Rawlinson

1.

Bill plays My Foolish Heart

What a bass line and what a piano

A smart melody beyond economics

(The cocktail glasses we can hear them)

What value could we ever add to it?                               

2.

You wrote that she’s spread by atoms

In a club where strong drink is dealt

(Way too expensive) everybody hears

The manager when he falls over, what

If the atoms still demolish the carpet?

3.

If what we do is love sweetheart come

Tell me there will be poems 10 years from now

Put your black hand back on my piano

Your word you will learn these words

And we will love until we both forget.

© 2011 Rob Schackne