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Jazz in Winter 2
Remember when
the music saved
your life?
It’s different now.
Snow chills and hope,
like the rhythm section,
is subdued.
Who can riff
about tomorrow
in this cacophony?
I can’t find
the trumpet line,
and sax is soulless
when piano fingers
freeze.
And then I hear
my teenage son
singing in
the key of Ella
and I am thawed
by this lush
sustaining truth:
snows melt, we fade,
but the music plays
forever—
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Felicia Sanzari Chernesky is a longtime editor, slowly publishing poet, and author of six picture books, including From Apple Trees to Cider, Please! and The Boy Who Said Nonsense (Albert Whitman & Company). In 2018 she moved away from the masthead to work with people who want to share their stories, ideas, and poems in print. Her poetry received a 2020 Allen Ginsberg Poetry Awards honorable mention. Her short fiction was nominated for a 2021 Pushcart and Best Microfiction. She lives with her family in Flemington, New Jersey. Find her online at www.feliciachernesky.com.
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The photo accompanying this poem is of the poet’s son Toby. He is pictured here performing during a 2021 music event in Flemington, New Jersey.
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Listen to the 1955 recording of Ella Fitzgerald singing “Angel Eyes”
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Ms. Chernesky’s poem “Jazz In Winter” was published by Jerry Jazz Musician in the Winter Collection of Jazz Poetry, 2020, which can be viewed by clicking here.
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Lovely, delicate, subtle work.
Felicia, how beautiful it is to be inspired by Toby’s wonderful voice, to write such an exquisite poem.
A beautiful meditation on what changes and what doesn’t and how they intersect. Thanks.