MEMORY JAZZ
In the distance
Nurses voices twitter
Rise and fall
Like birds at evening
Their rhythmic music
Bringing peace
And sleep
She wears a low-neck moss-green gown
He’s in a brown fedora
And the blurred visitors
Wander appropriate rooms to
Make now time
Surrounded by summer fires
Light-box universe stung with shadows
Proof of G-d’s willing
In the dark spiraled pudding
Dream as
Elastic conversations
Glide between glittering groups of guests
Meanwhile
And always uncaring
The oceans steel grey tongue
Samples the thin edge of land
Swallows the still warm
Salt-stiff sand