Monday, June 29, 2026

Lens Cleaner

I wake up with the juke-
box of the mind on full
rotation, Tony Bennett
telling me how he left his
heart in San Francisco. It's
a sixties song, but then je
suis aussi un enfant des an-
nées soixante, born twenty

years earlier, & at this
parsing, a part of the time
& space between Miles
& Motown, something
akin to Bennett but with
much less grandeur.

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