.
I’m fourteen when Einstein is
in Princeton
he’s old & heading out of breath
as I am fresh and new at breathing
in some
but there the landscapes of the space
between our ears divides
:
Al used levers of mind to lift
mass in time while mine
took to bass of R & B
which thumped in heads
and loins in adolescent
instants
Einstein’s gone, but his poster’s on our wall
—if you were stepping down our stairs you’d
glimpse him
in overcoat and hat strolling through our stairwell
wry smile, moustache, life-sized, black and white,
shedding light on light (you couldn’t
miss him)
same moment: mid-fifties
bluesy Etta James, to me, was
winsome
she was strong and sexy
beautiful and sure
so I weighed the heft of
his and hers and took them both
to heart and mind, and so,
in terms of back-and-forths between the two,
there certainly has
been some
I took to both and
then some
by Jim and…
12/15/18
Blink 