Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Play It Again, Sam

While having tea and carrot cake,
and watching Jason Isbell on WXEL sing,
”Cause you're a brand new kind of actress,”
my nephew phones to say, in June, he’ll show
his short film in Festival de Cine de Huesca,
and I ask, “What about Elisa?” He says
they’ve split, for he has a higher calling writ
in his Karma, so he quit with his soul mate
since she had other ideas, which reminds me
of Ilsa and Rick, and I think, “Play it again, Sam.”

The cynic Rick, a patriot? Maybe, but
my kudos go to Ilsa, also my sympathies.
Imagine making do with the second best
and pining for the love of her life
with the rest of her being...
Then, on TV, Jason Isbell croons,
“Come run away with me
This ain't the world we signed up for…”

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Prompt:
Cinema; a strongly cinematic poem, a poem about a particular film, or with a film allusion