Hierophany

I don’t know what anything costs
     whatever it says on the tag
     price doesn’t mean anything to me.

Nickels and dimes started the whole jazz movement.
Black men made the sound of the city
     when they pursed their lips
     to the dim parts of hempen Constitutions.

The dollar ended all that.
     Good news! said the magazine cover to passers-by.
     The dollar is strong again.
     (But turn to page 79 where the author explains
     why the dinar sits atop the emerald bank
     of the world’s liquid river.)

Go abroad, says the graying band leader.
     Check out some cafés, spend a little money.
     Our music is spreading;
     jazz, now
          is good all over again.

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