~
listening to old Dylan stuff,
it was never, ever about the music
clever as those untidy rhythms were,
acoustic or electric, a Messiah or Judas
his words still sit in my head,
the lexicon of my 60’s adolescence
uncomfortably wedged between
Chaucer and Shakespeare,
a no-shit sandwich that has fed me
for more than sixty years
*
© Graham R Sherwood 1/25
Love this Graham. It was always about the lyrics back then.
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