The next two poems are tributes to the jazz era in my hometown of Kansas City. “Meet me at Milton’s” is actually a found poem exactly as it appeared in the KC Star–I added the title. Milton ran this for years as I was growing up there. One of his first clubs, The Hey, Hay Club was actually a barn. The band played from a wagon and the customers sat on hay bales. Count Basie played here. As was the custom in this time period the clubs never closed and the bands played from 8 pm to 4 am. During prohibition, Milton had a sign that read “Marijuana and Whiskey 25 cents” He figured what the heck, both were illegal. Milton went on to own several more clubs and promote the jazz he loved.
The second poem, “KC Jazz Angels” is my attempt at a jazz poem.