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Tony Noon – The Entertainer



He was playing a Joplin Rag.

Playing the first few bars

over and over.

As if he couldn’t move on.

As if he didn’t want us to move on.


Back home with the sheets

He would take us A to Z.

The whole history

of the bordello.

Small hours reeling

under forty watts.


Here, where memory shrugs

by the far wall,

he had to go with what he knew.

Had to keep on playing

what he knew.


In my mind , he is playing still.

No less but never more

than I remember.

At the table of ghosts we listen.

Measuring lives. Marking time.


Tony Noon lives in Mexborough in South Yorkshire , England. His poetry has been published in various UK magazines and anthologies.


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