Memphis Red

Poem — plus expanded Spoken Word performance.

 

C racked and seasoned hands
reach with suffered care
to wrap the fingerboard
in love

callused digits
yellowed by habit
depress taut strings

blood and bone
connect
sculpting emotions

true life
from sitka spruce
and spiraled steel

knowing strains rise

Memphis Red
is
the blues

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rob kistner © 2022

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~ SPOKEN WORD: Listen here to me tellin’ ya mo’bout bluesman, Memphis Red. ~

 

~ BELOW: Eric Gales sangin’ & professin’ some red hot Memphis blues! ~