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This Moment on the Mississippi

Firefly lights flicker on the water

as shore lanterns reflect on the river.

In the bleak black mercury, I spot her—

the Lydia. At first, she’s a sliver

but then the white floating steam palace comes

in full brilliance. A party’s in full swing.

Booze flows faster the rushing fathoms

of the river. I begin listening.

What’s that sound? Sharp soaring, sweet blue notes drift 

to shore. It must be jazz! Never I’ve  heard

such a song that moves my soul. How it lifts

and wrenches and jerks my heart. How absurd

to think I’ve lived life before this moment,

My life before, I know now, was silent.

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