The Tenor Man

 Pottering around the stage,
a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard -
independent of the band it seems.
Disrhythmic shuffling of ashtray, beer, a pack of cigarettes, adjusting microphones, then in the middle eight he draws, exhales, and catches breath, stoops forward to the mouthpiece and blows, a tumbling counterpoint, scales soaring from his horn.
The melody flows until the break, and then he shoulders arms, a truce between the music and his ailing lungs.
Between choruses he sits apart to light another cigarette, a sideman counting out the bars until he rises for the coda - this Lazarus of swing.

Poem by
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - The Tenor ManEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...

Top Adrian Green Poems

Analysis and Comments on The Tenor Man

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem The Tenor Man here.