While Gerry Mulligan Played.

Gerry Mulligan

plays on the CD player

in the room downstairs,

his baritone saxophone

filling the air

down there.

The washing

not moving

on the washing line.

A lone pigeon

walks the lawn

for outcast bread,

but no other birds

in sight.

The buddleia

is in quiet bloom.

The weather is close

and promising heat.

That summer in Dubrovnik,

sipping the plum brandy,

sitting on the hotel balcony,

eyeing up the girls

coming to and fro

below.

The Jazz floats on the air,

time passes by,

yesterday is just

another memory

to add to history

of my beinging.

Sometimes we can look

but not see

for casual seeing.