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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