10 June 2018

After Her Harmonious Sound

for Kate MacLeod

Gesture the planets and beyond
Affirm we, too, are outer space
Aliens somewhere, home somewhere.

We are what we can conceive and
what we cannot yet place on paths
we walk, wakened and not alone.

Gesture the guest performer and
step into the violin bow.
Invite in all ghosts, gods, and stars.

Sojourn awhile, giving voice to
the simple. Show what is simple
has voice.  Sound notes of listening.

Listen in hope.  Listen in now.
Raise those who hear and those not yet
into harmonious presence.

This moment. This concert.  This room.
This night.  Instance after instance.
The more we try, closer and closer.

We find the space between the notes.
We find Yeses among the Nos.
We find we are friends, not strangers.

Then ride the hope home, ride what is
inarticulate, hope because
we can, we can, we can, hmm, hmm.

Posted at Poets United Poetry Pantry #406

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© 2018 Susan L. Chast


Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the inviting of gods, ghosts and stars. And the raising of all into harmonious presence. Beautiful, Susan. Riding the hope home feels difficult these days. But we have never needed hope more.

R.K. Garon said...

Cool! Well done.

brudberg said...

I love going to concerts... it's a blessing to be able to meet with the harmonies. I have season ticket at the symphony orchestra, so there are always wonderful surprises

Julian said...

A well crafted poem and I have to agree with Sherry's comment. How our world needs hope more now than ever, thank you for sharing.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

I love the idea of riding hope home.. and though it seems difficult.. we must opt to hold on.

C. Sandlin said...

Meditative...I agree with those who have mentioned the line about riding hope home, it's like being sent forth with a blessing. :)

Mary said...

This is beautiful, Susan. We have to keep the hope, keep the now, enjoy the now and find the harmony when we can and where we can. This poem makes it seem possible.

kaykuala said...

inarticulate, hope because
we can, we can, we can, hmm, hmm

Hope is the ultimate salvation, Susan, when everything else seem to give way! It justifies the act of continually trying!


Old Egg said...

Poor Pandora who opened the box so that all the attributes flew away except Hope before she shut it again and is the only one we can rely on today. Having lived through hard times in wartime Britain hope was always by our sides.

Vivian Zems said...

You remind me of notes lifting our spirits and hope....I love the musical write!

Wendy Bourke said...

This is so brilliantly written. I love the way you pin this message of hope to that wonderful title. It is good to be reminded that there are still places where we can find the space between notes.

Magaly Guerrero said...

I love that that this reads like a soothing dance between stage directions and a dream. A wonderful dream. And yes, "we can, we can, we can" we will...

gillena cox said...

Luv the invitation to dream; such a cool opener. "Gesture the planets and beyond
Affirm we, too, are outer space"

We are off on good footing expanding our imagination

Happy Sunday Susan


Sumana Roy said...

In the lines there's the feel of a family, home, this planet, & everything in a neat bond. Beautiful and hopeful.

Thotpurge said...

We are what we can conceive and
what we cannot yet place on paths
we walk... Love that Susan... I am partly something that I don't even know exists yet.. this is like an uplifting symphony...tells me I can hope that part is better than the one I know.

Brendan MacOdrum said...

This is a marvelous ode to the communion between performance and audience in the eucharist of song. Worlds of difference finding common Om in the invocation (stanza 3, o yes), the celebration (stanza 6) and benediction, the marvelous final stanza. Thanks for this sojourn, this while.

annell said...

Yes, I love this one!!!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

What a beautiful statement of the profound and uplifting effects of hearing music together with others.