“Embraceable You” by Marcella Hayes Muhammad
LOVE IS …
by Alan Yount
the steady embers
a campfire …
and love also is
a sarah vaughan
in your head …
and longer than that
the whole night …
burns on & on.
Driving ‘Em Home
Love me in delirious colors
that saturate the skies
drilling ‘em high
to a hot moon
rolling in a sea of moondust
All That We Need. Nothing More.
A seamless recording,
Dreamy and drifting,
Miles’ trumpet hovers like a dragonfly,
Suspended in a summer afternoon,
Standing in the shade,
The cool grass between our toes,
The music flows through the park like a soft breeze,
Cannonball’s alto darts through the trees,
Coltrane’s tenor blows out strong,
Bill’s piano gently ripples the water in the wading pool,
In the distance, kids are running through the sprinklers.
Everything is as it should be.
Alan Yount lives on the north bank of the Missouri River, just south of Columbia, Missouri, and has taken poetic inspiration from boating and floating the river for many years. His poems have been published in a variety of publications, including Palo Alto Review, Roanoke Review, Spring…the Journal of E.E. Cummings Society, Apostrophe Magazine, Columbia College Journal of the Literary Arts, Modern Haiku, Pegasus Review, and Tidepool Magazine. Alan also plays jazz trumpet, and has led his own dance band. He is a direct descendant of the famous frontiersman, Daniel Boone.
Susandale’s poems and fiction are on WestWard Quarterly, Mad Swirl, Penman Review, The Voices Project, and Jerry Jazz Musician. In 2007, she won the grand prize for poetry from Oneswan. Two published chapbooks,The Spaces Among Spaces from languageandculture.org, and Bending the Spaces of Time from Barometric Pressure have been on the internet.
Freddington works as a shipper/receiver in Toronto, Canada, and has been a lifelong jazz fan ever since he was “corrupted” as a teenager by Charles Mingus’ “Wednesday Night Prayer Meeting.”