The Silent Banjo

This entry is part 26 of 34 in the series Breakdown: The Banjo Poems

The silent banjo leans against the wall
like a movie gangster, casual, coiled,
ready for some chin music.

The silent banjo may or may not
be in tune—& in what tuning, who knows?
To some, this makes it alluring.
Its neck is straight, like a mute swan
culled by a marksman.

The silent banjo is silent because
it has seen too much.

The silent banjo is silent because
no one remembers how to listen.

Approach the silent banjo as you would
any other apocryphon:
brandishing the one true book of matches
& saying in your best Hollywood voice,
The jig is up.

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  1. “The silent banjo leans against the wall / like a movie gangster, casual, coiled, / ready for some chin music.” — thought-provoking simile.

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