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Frank Loyd Wright


Lime stone
.
like bluffs
.
building home 
.
as part of
.
the landscape
.
Alex Jordan Jr. 
.
House on the Rock
.
Japanese house

built on a rock spire

architects partied
.
at Jordan’s
.
martini glass tinkled
.
as architects
.
mingled with
.
Arts Elite

to the Jazz beat
.
Louis Armstrong
.
once played here
,
Jazz musicians
,
between sets

puffed reefer
.
in the 1950s


 

 

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