Tuesday, January 21, 2014


Ode for Donny Hathaway

and then there are the one-hit zombies
cursed to an eternity of Monday nights

who runs our music does not make it
controls manufacture and marketing of rhythm
schemes on and fixes the charts. it’s polyphonic
from the dark of the chitlin to solid gold dawn
doublecrossed over

a love come down

after the plunge
sloshing around in limbo

that too sweet gospel splash

from Hand Dance
  (Black Sparrow Press, 1992)

Wanda Coleman | 1946 - 2013