Powderfinger
Aging
like the finest wine
his music vintage gold
Sugar Mountain
the Harvest Moon
a Southern Man to scold
The lyrics haunting
feelings blessed
an Old Man at his knee
From Crazy Horse
to Woodstock
—his message sets us free
(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)
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