Marty’s on the Hill, Los Angeles, April 1968 - Judith Vaughn
Larry Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Fri Aug 19 05:28:45 PDT 2022
Marty’s on the Hill, Los Angeles, April 1968
Nina Simone, a Queen in white dress, stands
tall, a giant oak living for hundreds of years.
Her voice, a universe, covers us with stars
shining, planets orbiting in their place,
simultaneous sunrise, sunset.
I see her still though the years have grayed my hair.
I hear her still though her voice went silent, joined
Miles, the Magus, in 2003. Together they wander
the outer world, beyond our universe, dance
around black holes with impunity.
She sings to the rising sun; she sings
to the setting moon. Her subjects left behind,
long to join the Queen and the Magus in magic
created for the gods. Unrequited love
is all we have, but it is enough. It is enough.
- Judith Vaughn
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