Concert in Ultramarine
Joanna M. Weston
Tuesday evening I listened in blue
heard cobalt pour from the saxs
harps piano-played
the guitarist tendered navies
into the sky
myself softened
lengthened down azure
brought short by octaves
that blended into tree-shake
wind-torn on cyan-lined
height of trumpet
that shot me indigo
through sunset flame
Tuesday evening I listened in blue
heard cobalt pour from the saxs
harps piano-played
the guitarist tendered navies
into the sky
myself softened
lengthened down azure
brought short by octaves
that blended into tree-shake
wind-torn on cyan-lined
height of trumpet
that shot me indigo
through sunset flame