Elegy for April 22 and Richie Havens

Some days are like others
And some days Richie
Havens dies.  It’s more

Than a dream that a
Guitar can sigh and take
Some lucky ones with it. 

Muddy. Richie. Robert–
Temples. Churches. BP,
They bow before the hands

That move those strings. 
Even the devil, money 
Himself, will say uncle

To one song like that. 
Art. Richie. A dream. 
Light is no more than

Fingers on strings right. 

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About David Breeden

The Rev. Dr. David Breeden is Senior Minister at First Unitarian Society in Minneapolis, Minnesota. He became a minister after a career as a university professor, teaching creative writing and literature. He has written several books on theological topics and translates the writings of philosophers of classical antiquity. More information is available at www.wayofoneness.com.