• prine time

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    prine time

    the first time I saw John Prine
    we were both much younger
    he sang fish and whistle—you
    forgive us and we’ll forgive
    you—and then the one about
    the angel that I learned too

    the last time I saw him was
    the night before his cancer
    had returned and he sang
    for almost three hours, as
    though his life—and ours—
    were riding on the melodies

    I thought I had seen him for
    the last time—I think he did
    too—my friend Terry and I
    drove home talking about
    dreams rolling by, the speed
    of the sound of loneliness

    today I found just one thing
    that I can hold on to: he is
    playing not so far away
    come September—one more
    chance to sing along again as
    though time can never fade

    or perhaps it’s because I know
    it’s like he says, memories
    that can’t be boughten—I’ll
    go to the show and then
    we’ll say goodbye and go back
    home when the day is done

    Peace,
    Milton

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    5 Responses to prine time

    1. April 14, 2016 at 12:48 am

      Lucky you to see him again. Always has been a favorite of ours.
      Lucy and Mike

    2. Jeff (no, the other one)
      April 14, 2016 at 7:53 am

      That’s the way the world goes round, you’re up one day, the next you’re down. It’s a happy enchilada and you think you’re gonna drown – that’s the way the world goes round.

    3. Kelly
      April 14, 2016 at 9:47 am

      Yes! We’ll see him at Merlefest in April. Glad you get to see him again, too.

    4. April 14, 2016 at 12:07 pm

      Our mutual friend Tim Willis introduced me to his stage manager a couple of years ago. Saw him perform at SMU and went backstage for pictures and conversation. One of the lifetime memories I treasure.

    5. April 17, 2016 at 6:04 pm

      John Prine
      Another tie that binds.

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