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Now
poem & month
both almost over
& done with

riot in Detroit kills three dozen plus
white & black & Mr. Brown
of the non-student violent disordinating committee
says We built country & we burn it down
& Greece flat under an army dictatorship
Vietnam the same old can of C-ration worms
Red Guards katzenjammer second secretary of Indian embassy
Africa hitting the fan again
Smokey Carbuncle's visiting communist countries
&'s now in Cuba libre swapping jests with the Major
yeh yeh
O hot nights & sad days we count you off
witness & tell
& now John
Coltrane dead

let me put that down
John Coltrane is a dead man

man from Hamlet not far west of here
lived forty years of music

impossible music
what words what words?
O long
songs
Spiritual Chasin' the Trane Giant Steps
Cousin Mary Countdown Spiral
Syeeda's Song Flute Naima
Mr. P. C. India Up 'gainst the Wall
Impressions
After the Rain Afro-Blue The Promise
Alabama Your Lady Big Nick
long songs
let records play
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