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for duane and eddie

Allman Brothersを採り上げた詩をみつけました。
   Allman-Brothers’ Blue

   Francis Stella

And the sun never sets
On Duane Allman and Dickey Betts
On their acid trip around the world.
The rainbow bends but never breaks
And the sun is strong but always kind
When with all the turns a swallow takes
(And all that makes the swallow turn)
The Allman Brothers seek and find
In electric riffs on two guitars
And sunshine in the Mason jars
A bliss beyond the Blues,
The skies above the Blues—
Allman-Brothers’ blue:
A summer’s azure
So dizzily pure
Your hearing is seeing
The blue joy of Being.
Think of van Gogh in pursuit of his yellow,
Think of Bach and his browns for the cello,
Coltrane as a kid in a candy store,
And Vivaldi’s four seasons as summer, summer,
Summer again, and summer once more.
And the sun will never set again
On the melodic riffs of Betts and Allman,
For here by Dickey Betts
Was our truest song of protest—
Of all we destroyed to be saved
And all we saved to destroy,
That an age however depraved
Would steal none of our joy.
And the ear can see as the gazing eye
The swallowtail’s rock-climb of solid blue sky,
Can feel the warmth in a hand’s soft curl
On the waist of a Georgian country girl.
Let their cautionary tale be told—
To the young (alas) by the old;
And when the sun never sets
On Duane Allman and Dickey Betts,
Who’s surprised by the splashing sun-drizzle
Or the first falling flakes of summer snow?
Or when the stars come out at noon
And share blue sky with the sun of June,
The garish sun, in Allman-Brothers’ blue—
Where the chaste new moon is bathing too
And the rainbow is always unfurled;
The laughing sun, the sun that never sets
On Duane Allman and Dickey Betts
On their acid trip—a good trip
(“very good”) —on their acid-dropping trip
All the way around the world.
Thanks a lot, Stella.
by nk24mdwst | 2010-08-12 16:42 | Poetry


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