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“Keyboard,” by Marsha Hammel
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Resurrection Of A Muse
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Through meditation,
I become transfixed—….. transported
to the days….. of….. Baldwin & Joplin,
the Black Renaissance …of …Harlem— the resurrection
of a muse …..Langston Hughes,
…………………………Billie—
singing the blues….. in smoke-filled-rooms;
a melancholy song—….. from the mouth of a horn,
the slick snare …..of a drum
…………………………………arumpa- bump- bum.
The tips of my fingers …sliding swiftly across …ebony & ivory keys,
a symbolic dichotomy / of black & white / wealth & poverty—
…………………………….Antebellum & freedom.
………………..Each clack of the keys—
……………………………….an eerie echo
………………..from the ghosts
of nostalgia
………………..who
……………………….constantly
………………………………haunt
…………………………………….me.
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Prince A. McNally is a widely published teaching poet out of Brooklyn, N.Y. who facilitates workshops for kids in crisis through schools & outreach programs, utilizing poetry & creative writing as a means of expression & self-discovery. His poems have appeared in Boog City, Spill Words, Tuck Magazine, Dissident Voice, Jerry Jazz Musician & The Blue Mountain Review, to name a few. In addition, he is a recipient of a Poets & Writer’s Grant, an NYPHA Award & several Best of The Net nominations.
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A native of Miami, FL, Marsha Hammel grew up in Central America and Europe returning to the states in 1961. A prolific artist, she enjoys a wide audience for original paintings and published works in the UK, having been represented by Felix Rosenstiel’s in London since the early 90’s. During a four-decade studio practice, at least 1500 paintings have become part of private, corporate and institutional collections throughout the US and Europe. Click here to visit her website.
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Listen to the 1939 recording of Billie Holiday singing “Yesterdays”
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In “Resurrection of a Muse,” the poet uses a rich palette of sound to create a poem that is jazz in its own right, a poem that is a delight to read aloud, a poem that envelops a reader or listener in a virtual world that is filled with verbal music. The language sings. This is first-rate poetry. Well-done, Mr. McNally.