Song of Song of Song

for the director of Music. A Psalm of Judith. Music by Ebone Ingram, Lyrics by Judith Huang. Sung by Ebone Ingram.

I will praise you with so many hands that grow
they will form the tree, the tree of life!
I will praise you with so many songs I know
they will form the hymn of starry lights!
I will praise you with so many thoughts that snow
they will form the mountains of my life!

O my heart is singing singing singing!
Can you tell my heart is singing singing?
O my heart is winging winging winging!
Can you tell my heart is taking winging? –

O my LORD you are the beauteous mountain
O my LORD I am the mustard seed
How I even know to move a mountain
Is knowledge that I will never need

O my LORD you are a king, a sheep
O my LORD by my dear side you bleat
O my LORD I can be yours again
O my LORD if only you would keep!

O my LOVE you are the psalmister
O my LOVE you are the director
O my LOVE you are my conductor
O my LOVE selah! selah! selah!

O my LIFE you are the last act then
O my LIFE you may be the last man
In my whole life who matters any more
For you have taken what no other can

And you have taken for yourself the seed
And you have turned it to a raining tree
And you have taken for yourself the tune
And you have turned it into symphony –

Angels, hear my song oh hear my song!
Angels, you will join in now along!
Angels, will you come with me and join
the everlasting reaching line –

O my Christ! My dreadful chevalier –
Will you come and dwell within me here –
O my Ghost! My floating messenger –
Will you come and whisper in my ear –
O Father! O my faceless deathless father –
Will you come and comfort this your daughter –
Will you hold her, kiss her, dance now with her –
Give her away now, give and give her –
For kingdom glory honor you’ve bestowed her –
Which she must pass along or it destroys her –

It is too much weight, this lightened dust
It is too much joy, this heart has burst
It is too much gifting, ah my dear
I have come to sit still standing here
Bring me down, alight me gently now –
Let me drink with grace the melting snow –

Let me drink with grace the melting snow.

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Anne Abdominable Abdonimnation

for Annne Lizbette Goetze

Didn’t help your spelling any. There is no u in color – G. A. T.

It would be an affront to thee Americae

to bee spelleng Webster as Webstre

but tis muchen cuter whenne centre’s offer-kilter!

Or o pardon! Should I have said Kiltre?

Indeedy O I’d take a litre

o’pretentiousness o’er rationalitre!

I’m gonna have work on the metre

of this or it’ll tak a whole literatre

to makke it through glomes of the weathre

For there is no One English Leeteratre –

just ask Will Shaxberd or Will Shaxsphre

for tis conventionale to sae

dat if there’s a Will there’s a Waye!

For Englishes full of the fae rae –

four a languwuich is merely a dialect –

with an armae, or so said Max Weinreich

Who dint make that up but did coin-iech

and don’t the ol’ Germans dey knowet?

After awl they are beeter at amaglamet!

Whot with Weltanschauung and Bismarkian raelpolitik

which I you must agree, Miz Goetz, doth hath aringtoit

that doth ringeth true, and we’llgoetztoit

in the welt of the OldEvereCountrae

which you do go overtosoeversosoonae!

O agreewit’me Englirsh’s Germanic

an’dat ’tis better to makeit as wegoettoit

and hopefully itwillresonate

like the birth of the patois of worldliterate

or weltliteraturatre which we have inaugurat

With dis poesie which we do dedicat

to me Critiquel ze Ladie O Annie

who doth sail and doth sale to d’OldeCountre

dat doth lie on the othreside o’d’Atlantic

O do not o do not have a weltfit

wen u do and discovre the countrie

hath chang’ed since u hath imaginedit

but embrace o embr-aece o embraecen eet!

O too bee o notte to be dat iz zee queztion!

But pleze do notte take eet too badlae

Fore you art ze pinnacle o’zee’passione

O thou art faerfullae an’ wunderfullae maide

In ze Imagen o’ Dei’O’ de Deitee

O so goz forth an’ dooz o and Goet bee – !

-Hudit Guanh
on Skypae to zee Californicae

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