While waiting for the band to go on at Chiang Mai's North Gate Jazz Co-op, Phil and I ordered a pint of Sang Som (Thai rum) and wrote some poetry together. In the first poem, we each wrote a line or two (or more), then passed the pen. In the second, we limited ourselves to one word at a time, back and forth. They haven't been edited.
1. North Gate Jazz Co-op A piece of home abroad Or is it? A taste of spice overseas Or are they borders? Sounds of Chicago Patterns, colors of the East Lindsay Alexander and Fruteland Jackson would be proud Following the guidance of strangers Mom and grandma might not be so proud “There’s an American in the room” And a man with a loofah on his back Ok, it’s just hair Twenty people wait for music Or maybe only two Geckos cast thicker shadows than peeling paint Saucer plates make for Sang Som carriers A simpler solution than calculating change Too bad outside drinks are not welcome No calculator required “Minimal” states her bag Will it produce the desirable effect? Tangled cords are a part of jazz Chords The cadence of preparation Less harmony, more camaraderie Though it’s loose now And we wait Still Jimi Hendrix on the case Hanging Buddha in the shrine On the floor Look on Anticipation is key A minor key Or major Possible it’s pentatonic Musicians arrive Judgement passes Will this, you be worth the wait? If not, you’ll be the one getting drunk tonight. 2. Five and that’s what it says I heard four chords Familiar like winter When common folk Or their kinfolk are not exposed Only buried These soundwaves guide them like gravity guides matter No premeditation Only physics Sometimes they take less than what curiosity unfolds Sometimes they make all the factors form a clear resolution If we applaud when the time is a propo Then we know we have met the end.
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