Saturday, February 28, 2015


"I'm a Jazz Singer"

He dug what she said:
bright jellies, smooth marmalade
spread on warm brown bread.

"Jazz" from drowsy lips
orchids lift to honeybees
floating on long sips.

"Jazz": quick fingerpops
pancake on a griddle-top
of memories.     Stop.

"Jazz": mysterious
as nutmeg, missing fingers,
gold,    Less serious.

"Jazz": cool bannister.
Don't need no stair.      Ways to climb
when the sax is there. 

James A. Emanuel

While pondering our prompt on James A. Emanuel who invented what he calls “jazz-haiku” I happened to listen to American Routes: Music & Memory On the Mississippi: Lewis Family Museum Haney's Big House and a Nola Jazz Funeral. It was very inspirational. After hearing Teddy’s Juke joint by Jackie Scott and the House Wreckers.  I goggled Teddy’s Juke Joint and saw photos of a house with neon lights turned cafĂ© in Zachary Louisiana.

Teddy’s Juke Joint
bumpin’ and grindin’ to the beat
hottest blues in town

Then I goggled other jazz places in New Orleans 

crawfish and jazz
down at Sweet Lorraine’s
hot and steamy music

That made me think of the soul and funk singer Sharon Jones.  We actually saw her in Lexington, Kentucky at a little dive called Buster’s Billiards and Backroom.  Now that was some hot venue.

in Buster’s Backroom
Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings
bringing down the house

Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings "Stranger To My Happiness"

Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings "100 Days, 100 Nights"


  1. YES!!!
    Great stuff -- DEFINITELY has the feel of the Emanuel haiku!
    And I'm digging Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings, too. GREAT post :)

  2. Wow ... really great job done here! Fantastically done.

    1. Thank you Georgia. I almost didn't post this.

  3. Your haiku steams with the hot rhythms of jazz.

  4. Wow! Bringing down the house indeed! Your haiku was a great set up!