Happy birthday, John Abercrombie
Chipset notes
Mahler's beamless
loft of sky
quietly hewn
from torrential rain
& anchored slipshod
to Earth's off-centred girth
it's my turn so
I stare as far as we can
beyond where the jazz is
to warm tucks of
magnetic heat
coiled round
hollowed out melodies
daylight flickers
and is gone
Varzi December 2009