Jazz museum New York

Listen!
The sounds are so refined,
Maybe
It's time for them to be redefined.

You walk across the museum room,
And it turns into a glowing red tomb.

Names and sheet music,
Small talk and big hype,
How do people find it?
They just dance to jazz tonight.

Listen!
The sounds are so warm and sincere.

You keep inhaling
The scent of style
And songs that you overhear.

© Maryna Tchianova, 2021

On the occasion of the day when New York Jazz museum was founded.


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