Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Song for Gaboo, music man 1948-2014

Song for Gaboo, music man



You were our first star

maestro of Broglie Street

your piano flourishes cascading down the evening -

and all those escapades

all those capsules of remembrances

turning up childhood sidewalks;


the old school room is still there, greening

near the square belfry and same dilapidated cemetery;

wise ghosts of our teachers

are scouting the yard for you,

you, re-arranging their overtures,

playing down the tracks,

skanking your own riddim;


Why does news of your death surprise me music man,

surprise me with my love for you

my first star, my-mate,

Gabriel Mondesir?