after Nat Hentoff * When he drums, every body is involved in a greater going.             On a peak of exultation, Blakey’s crackling rolls announce a groove that opens the pulse to immediacy.                        Blakey’s explosions  change direction, ignite tenderness in the band, flights of unity. There are times when Art is centripetal, welcomes anyone who is.  This is an erasure poem, constructed entirely of the liner notes Nat Hentoff wrote for the album Free for All