The Inner Valley

Believe in this. Young apple seeds, In blue skies, radiating young breast, Not in blue-suited insects, Infesting society’s garments. Believe in the swinging sounds of jazz, Tearing the night into intricate shreds, Putting it back together again, In cool logical patterns, Not in the sick controllers, Who created only the Bomb. Let the voices of dead poets Ring louder in your ears Than the screechings mouthed In mildewed editorials. Listen to the music of centuries, Rising above the mushroom time. ******* ✎  Robert 'Bob' Kaufman (New Orleans, Lousiana, U.S., 18 April 1925 ~ San Francisco, California, 12 January 1986) ◙ Artwork: Archibald Motley Jr.