Saturday, May 21, 2016
Bound for Glory
My brother tossed a moon out
the back of the school bus and
got suspended from Lenox shortly
before graduation, first in his class.
Yale told him to take a gap year.
He hitchhiked to San Francisco
worked in Cannery Row, studied
sitar with Ali Akbar Kahn, returned
to New Haven to play in a bluegrass
band, edit the Yale lit and walk away
spring of his junior year moved by a
Joseph Spence concert and never
returned no he never returned.
Hooked up with a dancer and her
world-wide dance troupe, moved to
Santa Cruz to make his own music;
with a high school degree and experiential
credentials he taught composing for
dance and also philosophy, tenured
half-time at I’m guessing 35 years at
the University of Utah dance program
in SLC and let kittens freely play over
his piano key board.