I am currently swimming in the deep waters that is Jill Scott’s July 24th release Woman. I am love! In deep, complex, convolutedly complicated love! Needless to say, it has joined every playlist on my phone. Every single one. I write all of this to say that my deep affinity for Ms. Scott’s work has long influenced my own poetry but it now affects the way that I read the works of others. While I was searching for a brilliant piece to share today I ran across this poem by the amazing Sonia Sanchez and I heard Jill Scott singing it, reciting it, breathing it.
I love a good storyteller, someone who is able to wrap you in a cocoon of words and emotions. Both of these ladies have managed to keep me warmly entertained on this blustery autumn day.
I hope that you enjoy.
You keep saying you were always there
waiting for me to see you.
you said that once
on the wings of a pale green butterfly
you rode across san francisco’s hills
and touched my hair as i caressed
a child called militancy
you keep saying you were always there
holding my small hand
as I walked
unbending Indiana streets i could not see around
and you grew a black mountain
of curves and i turned
and became soft again
you keep saying you were always there
repeating my name softly
as i slept in
slow Pittsburgh blues and you made me
sweat nite dreams that danced
and danced until morning
rained yo/red delirium
you keep saying you were always there
you keep saying you were always there
will you stay love
now that I am here????