Lady from J


You speak eloquently

calmly, liltingly,

With West Indian precision.

Your island inflection

Is so lovely. Talk to me

About anything . . .

I could listen all day.

Let us resume the conversation

In Heaven.

Unto eternity . . .

Where we shall be perfected.

I can’t forget your voice.



PROMPT # 16: Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can.


2 comments on “Lady from J

  1. There is something about inflection that must touch a deeply primal and somewhat obsessive nerve. It is not the voice per se, it is what somebody does with a voice — for me it is that one Al Green song, when Mark Lanegan goes somewhat deep and growly, and I am sure I could find more examples. I’ve been trying to pinpoint what exactly it is, but at the same time I also enjoy the mystery of it. You made me ramble — I very much enjoyed reading the poem (understated in all the right ways) and the musical accompaniment.

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  2. Desdi says:

    I am glad you enjoyed this poem.
    I am fascinated by accents, and the variety of West Indian accents particularly.


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