NDJ:8 Jill Newberger

Analyst’s Notes

your voice


effortlessly scaling one octave to another
a champagne of sound
such brute pleasure
enticing me away
from the citadel of
the dead
where the siren song
of my beloved
holds me captive

enthralled while baffled

by the absoluteness of her death.

your voice
as you speak to me
sings out
in point counterpoint
a chorale of
vibrating possibility
an effervescence
a bubbling
of movement
of stirring
of life itself.