RIP Lena Horne,
your jazz soul is left behind
to help us grieve
your beauty is left behind
to help us grieve
your song is left behind
to help us grieve
thank you Lena,
thank you.
- Hoc Scripsi
She exists stage left, we bow our heads in silence as this is louder now then all her applause in all her years of bringing us beauty, songs and stormy weather.
It's Monday morning and I was swept away with the blues before my first sip of coffee. The news of Lena, while not surprising, is unexpected.
on another subject but not tangentially challenged:
While not yet available of Magcloud, the 48 hour magazine has shipped on time in a kind of miracle mixed with experience. We shall see if there is an issue one... this started on issue zero.
This may be all I have right now.
chicago poetry. poetry for a people. poetry for a moment. poetry to satiate the need. poetry of an american outlaw. poetry for the best words in their best order. poetry by Jhon Baker
Monday, May 10, 2010
Lena Horne isn't coming back, she's home.
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Sad.
ReplyDeleteThe stupid studios didn't know what they had. Or maybe the did, but she just came along too early.
it may well be impossible to tangle with such talent.
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