Poets | Bookstore | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
October 1st, 2014 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 278,958 comments.
William Matthews - Mingus At The Showplace

I was miserable, of course, for I was seventeen
and so I swung into action and wrote a poem

and it was miserable, for that was how I thought
poetry worked: you digested experience shat

literature.  It was 1960 at The Showplace, long since
defunct, on West 4th st., and I sat at the bar,

casting beer money from a reel of ones,
the kid in the city, big ears like a puppy.

And I knew Mingus was a genius.  I knew two
other things, but as it happens they were wrong.

So I made him look at this poem.
"There's a lot of that going around," he said,

and Sweet Baby Jesus he was right.  He glowered
at me but didn't look as if he thought

bad poems were dangerous, the way some poets do.
If they were baseball executives they'd plot

to destroy sandlots everywhere so that the game
could be saved from children.  Of course later

that night he fired his pianist in mid-number
and flurried him from the stand.

"We've suffered a diminuendo in personnel,"
he explained, and the band played on.

Share |

Added: Feb 20 2003 | Viewed: 2460 times | Comments and analysis of Mingus At The Showplace by William Matthews Comments (0)

Mingus At The Showplace - Comments and Information

Poet: William Matthews
Poem: Mingus At The Showplace
There are no comments for this poem. Why not be the first one to post something about it?

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Mingus At The Showplace, has not yet been commented on. You can click here to be the first to post a comment about it.

Poem Info

Matthews Info
Copyright © 2000-2012 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links | Bookstore