What Odysseus Hears



“I have heard this music before,

saith the body.” – Mary Oliver

What Odysseus Hears

This room—is alone—

Shattered occasionally

By voices, seemingly ethereal

Bessie, Nina, and Billie

Who settle the walls, solid

into a comfort, darkened beauty

Yet, a saddened quietude, I share

This room—is alive—

Shaken awake into vibration

A stir within the voices

Suchitra, Asha, and Umm

Bring the room into fervor, spirited

Walls become heated from

An inner atmospheric desire, I share

This room—is flying—

Bow and stern, rug and sofa, with sound

Through firmament, I’m riding—

The entire room orbits the planet

Melody consumes this sphere of noise

For the inner ache of the songstress

Lands upon my ears, a nether song

Which I am tied and bound to, as you

Also, recognize the shape of what, We share

This room—catches shapes—

I cup my hands together

Wanting to hold voices like water

Shirley and sister Dolly, Keyrouz

Hoping a bit of their chants splash

Upon my face, moisten my cheek

The plainsong allays my ears

The walls settle back, solid

Into the shape of a room,

Still on the sea, now a silence, We share



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