AT NEWPORT JAZZ FESTIVAL

So extraordinary nights
with you
by the brimful moon
and topical stars
that occasional wind
from the sea
to river run us
in contrapuntal overtones
as invisible echoes of my sax
play a B flat
as a flamboyant solo
forgetting any desire
to sleep
by the concave heat
wanting to start over
and start a day by yourself
wishing to surf and move
on the bluest wave,
with another splash
of a foreign body interview
with impressed publicity
away from
a long winded silence
in response to love you.