A twist of blue saxophone notes rose
From the early morning arcade,
Through the blank stare of dark windows
And onto the tangled sheets of an unmade
Bed, where he dreamed of her,
Wondering if she’d changed,
Remembering the way she looked at him
That evening in the park,
When he felt a spark.
They split up on a dark,
Sad night, agreeing it was best;
She guessed they’d meet again someday
But she never left his head, in the same way
As those thirteenth century poems
She gave him in a book
Written by an Italian poet
And burnt on his soul
Like glowing coal.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016

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My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Bob Dylan
Today Björn is our host at the dVerse Poets Pub, where he has introduced a new prompt that will happen every year: he wants us to write something relating to the Nobel Prize in literature. This year the winner is Bob Dylan, so we can write about a favourite song, a personal experience or anything else that relates to him. I was inspired by two songs from my favourite Dylan album which I listened to throughout the mid to late seventies and the eighties. They’re from Blood on the Tracks: ‘Tangled Up in Blue’ and ‘Simple Twist of Fate’, from which I’ve taken bits of the stories and some of the lyrics and twisted them into a poem.
Come and join us with your tribute to Bob Dylan!
You had me at /twist of blue saxophone notes/. Dylan played with ballads, country, & the blues, but unlike Joni Mitchell (whom I worship), or Leonard Cohen (whom I emulate)–he never made much of a foray into jazz. For some reason, as I age, I can’t seem to get enough jazz (re-watching ROUND MIDNIGHT often).
Your poem touches it all, and this prompt should get all of our creative 60’s juices flowing & fanning out as poetry.
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Now you’re talking – Joni is my idol – I could go on and on about her – all day, every day.
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Joni! Yes! Love her.
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It’s so amazing what you can weave from his lyr and yes those 70s albums are so great, and so much less played
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I spent most of the seventies and eighties listening to Blood on the Tracks and Desire 🙂
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I love your spin on these Dylan songs.
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I love what you managed to twist into a poem, Kim! Definitely can feel the vibes of the blues in this.
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Thank you, Gayle!
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This was a great melding of at least two songs. My poem is from Blood on the Tracks too.
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Thank you! I’m off to bed now, but I’ll be back to read in the morning. 🌜
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My goodness, Kim 😀 this is so full of romance and wonder ❤️ lovely combination of Bob Dylan’s songs.
Beautifully rendered.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thank you, Sanaa! Much love, Kim xxx
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This has such a feel of the blues and also those old love sonnets. Cant quite get it out of my head. So sad and poignant.
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I’m glad you dropped by to read and thanks for your comments.
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You hooked from the opening line right away Kim with: A twist of blue saxophone notes rose ~
Love the soul blues, the sadness of parting as potent as those fiery words of the poet ~ And great music selections too ~
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I love a bit of saxophone!
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I don’t know the songs but enjoyed your poem. It speaks of our own tangled web – the past.
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Yes, definitely the past.
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Excellent poem. Love h you have juxtaposed your lines with his lines in this. o
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Thanks, Toni. I couldn’t see any other way o f writing a poem about Dylan – until saw yours!
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Lily,Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts. Miles Davis: Kind of Blue.
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Sigh. Bob and Jon I and music in blue….you take me back to those years of love and pain.
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I’ve been a Joni fan for forty six years! If she were to come to the UK, I’d go and see her again, but sadly I don’t think that’s possible now. I follow her website and it seems she’s much stronger than she was. I’ll carry on with the magical memories.
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Joni that is……autocorrect is very stubborn.
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It must be the same as mine!
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Our lives do twist in the winds blowing blue across the souls. I can feel the chill in your poem.
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Thank you for commenting, Brian.
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Stupendous! 🌹
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Thank you, you’re too kind 😊
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The first two lines set the scene so well…and the last image is searing. Well done. Such a wonderful prompt – especially for those of us who were so engaged in his words.
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Thank you! I enjoyed the prompt, Lillian!
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I too got tangled up in blue but you have sounded the song(s) context in a soulful way:
“But she never left his head, in the same way
As those thirteenth century poems
She gave him in a book”
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Thank you for reading and commenting, Laura!
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The sax–a perfect instrument to illustrate this poem, Kim. Loss, emptiness penetrates much like the sounds of that sax.
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🙂
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Not being a Dylan aficionado I am not familiar with the songs but am listening to them now as I read. I like how you have taken his words as inspiration and drawn the feeling into your poem.
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Just beautiful, and wrenchingly true. I am supposing that you are referencing Dante?
Haunting, ethereal poem. Lovely.
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Hi Jane! It’s believed the poet Dylan mentions in Tangled up in Blue is Dante but Dylan himself is very vague about it. Some people think it could be Petrarch. In the song it doesn’t even sound like he’s singing 13th century but in the lyrics it is! For me the book has to be Dante’s Inferno.
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This was so darn good! Fantabulous work combining songs and bringing a blues sound into it. Love that last line. x
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Thank you. They are my favourite songs from the album, although I do love them all – they bring back memories 🙂
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i love the idea of the poets words burning against his soul.
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Thanks for reading, Stacie 🙂
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Kim! You nailed it…
And, by the way, you revealed you’re no “Spring Chicken” haha 🙂
That was very good.
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Thanks – no spring chicken and proud of it!
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wonderfully done!
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Thank you!
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Love the rhyme in this. Some people’s may leave our lives, but stay forever in our souls.
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Thank you, Bryan!
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