My life is ruled by serendipity, so this feels like a good place to hang out from time to time.

HAUNTED HEART

The beauty of simplicity
can stop you in your tracks.
Like here,
the unpretentious tenor sax
slowly taking us
the thirty-one bars' span to where
the counter movement of the sliders
loses forty years without a care.
And who's to say I should not cry
when Jeri Southern starts to sing,
"Ev'ry Time We Say Goodbye"?