LaRae's New Banjo
Her sister videoed the first strummings; the sound dance around the room an settled in our ears. It has a rich clear twang
- Someone's in the house with LaRae
- Someone's in the house I know
- Someone's in the house with LaRae
- Strummin' on the old banjo!
- Singin' fee, fie, fiddly-i-o
- Fee, fie, fiddly-i-o-o-o-o
- Fee, fie, fiddly-i-o
- Strummin' on the old banjo.
Revelation 8
And I saw the seven angels
which stood before God:
& to them were given
seven banjos.
Their necks were nickle-
fretted mahogany,
& they were strung
with steel.
Heads like almost-perfect moons
had one clear patch, one sea
where the frailer's fingers hit,
regular as oars.
Thumbscrews gleamed
on the rims of resonators,
those round holds that once
were ocean-going gourds.
A vine climbed the neck:
inlaid mother-of-pearl
leaf & tendril to distract
any potential Jonah.
And the seven angels
which had the seven banjos
prepared themselves
to sound.
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