Crème de Kathleen
Jo Marie Darden-Obi
For Supreme Opera Diva, Kathleen Battle
a victual of seemliness
lightly salted snow
sounds like a
wisdom- pressed mortar of divinity
sewn with cold wind
thinned with a pestle of honey
infused with still clear air
where bare is the pinnacle- icicle
blue brain dew goes all pink spectacle
hugs, lifts. a mountain top
high five with
God
if there were a wish,
a broth of sin and bliss
a tickle brushed madrigal
rushed from the lips to
itch itch itch in the pucker of the wrist
(how to aspire to music like this?) it would be you
a verbal nutation
a spinning gold dance on crystal
a witness
a manifestation
a conflagration of ice
an asphodel, a jacob’s rod
if holy ghosts were sonant
they would intend themselves
to 14 metered pounds of flesh
blend themselves with milk-addled bray
lie awake and pray
to sound like you:
the gentle lifting of shoulders
the fizzling right now that pleads no contest
the sugar-child mama’s arms stroke of i’m blessed
the honor of sonorous chocolate. the best
proof that God upended currency and paid with you,
the voice of His own money
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a victual of seemliness
lightly salted snow
sounds like a
wisdom- pressed mortar of divinity
sewn with cold wind
thinned with a pestle of honey
infused with still clear air
where bare is the pinnacle- icicle
blue brain dew goes all pink spectacle
hugs, lifts. a mountain top
high five with
God
if there were a wish,
a broth of sin and bliss
a tickle brushed madrigal
rushed from the lips to
itch itch itch in the pucker of the wrist
(how to aspire to music like this?) it would be you
a verbal nutation
a spinning gold dance on crystal
a witness
a manifestation
a conflagration of ice
an asphodel, a jacob’s rod
if holy ghosts were sonant
they would intend themselves
to 14 metered pounds of flesh
blend themselves with milk-addled bray
lie awake and pray
to sound like you:
the gentle lifting of shoulders
the fizzling right now that pleads no contest
the sugar-child mama’s arms stroke of i’m blessed
the honor of sonorous chocolate. the best
proof that God upended currency and paid with you,
the voice of His own money