Blind Boone’s Apparitions by Tyehimba Jess

C

my motto for life

                      – merit, not sympathy, wins-

my song against death.

E

i stroke piano’s

eighty eight mouths. each one sings

hot colors of joy

                                                                                                 F

pentatonic black

keys raise up high into bliss,

born to sing my name

                       F#

whippoorwill, hawk, crow

sing madrigals for blind men.

forests blooms through each note.

                                   G

my eyes: buried deep

beneath earth’s skin. my vision

begins in her womb.

                             B

darkness sounds like God

flowering from earth’s molten tomb…

writhed wind. chorded cries.

Copyright, 2016

Category: Haiku, Rituals: Music, Dance, Sports,