LISTENING AT 33 & 1/3-a poem

CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith for the Years of Winter

The crackling sound

like waxed paper unfolding

to reveal a boloney

sandwich, means the sound

is true, original, from their start

from out a cardboard sleeve

of photographs in technicolor

Their voices, so long gone now

so young and hopeful then

ready to blend every note

so fine, so fine.

I feel their presence

In the words, the melody, the tempo

but mostly in the crackling

JRMcF

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“Here I come to save the day.” No, not Mighty Mouse. It’s Yuri Strelnikov, in Katie McFarland Kennedy’s delightful and perceptive Learning to Swear in America. Buy it or borrow it, but be sure to read it.