Known for his powerful readings and unusually warm and compassionate voice, Charles Coe's poems speak to the heart and mind as well as the ear. Combining subjects as diverse as Afro-American history, myth, jazz, and family as well as surprising observations of those unexpected moments of joy to be found in a work-a-day inner city life, Coe offers us poems as personal as the tale of a sister who opened his life to literature and closed her own with dope; as quietly momentous as the story of Rosa Parks. Here are poems for Ella Fitzgerald and Charlie Mingus alongside a haunting homage to the 'guests' of a battered women's shelter. Above all, Coe's poems touch upon what is essential in us all and speak of life as a gift that is far from perfect but all we have.Charles Coe is the winner of the Massachusetts Cultural Council Poetry Fellowship. A jazz and popular vocalist, he was born in Indianapolis, lives in the Boston area and travels widely to perform and record his work.Get on Up!Can anybody else here say thatin the summer of 1967,when they were fourteen years old,their mama took them to a James Brown concert?Did you walk alongside herThrough the gates ofA minor-league ballparkOn a hot, cloudless Indiana nightWhen the moon shone like a spotlightOn the rough wooden stage?Was anybody else here sittin' beside their mamaOn those hard benchesWhen James's band, the Famous FlamesCame out to lay downA red carpet of funkAnd the announcer whipped that crowdLike a bowl of black cream'til the Godfather of Soul finally skated onstagelike a waterbug,tellin; everybody 'bout his brand-new bag?If your mama yelled like everybody else,Then let it now be told!Let everybody know howShe clapped her hands rawAs James flew back and forth across the stage,Sweat and grease from his conked-up hairPouring down the front of his ruffled shirt,Purple satin jacket ripped off and tossed aside.Let everybody know how she stomped her feetWhen he grabbed that mike like a dog grabs a bone,Fell to one knee,And begged for: "just one more chance,Baby, baby please,"And then when he fin Read Less