The Best Reason for Singing in Another Language
A singer on Resurrection Sunday slides “Ave Maria”
into a microphone, past the ears, and makes a deposit
in my soul. I understand only the melody and that brief
mention of Jesus. Later, I find out that she hailed a mother
and my eventual death. Another singer at the integrated
Fine Arts College program, growls German love songs.
The sequins on her dress blind me as she inhales
to support the chorus. She convinces me that love
is difficult
and that I can love her only for love,
not her beauty, youth, or treasures.
If I had no access to the translation,
I’d sit immersed in melody
and drive home in confidence.
--T.A. Sukany 25 Apr 2018
A singer on Resurrection Sunday slides “Ave Maria”
into a microphone, past the ears, and makes a deposit
in my soul. I understand only the melody and that brief
mention of Jesus. Later, I find out that she hailed a mother
and my eventual death. Another singer at the integrated
Fine Arts College program, growls German love songs.
The sequins on her dress blind me as she inhales
to support the chorus. She convinces me that love
is difficult
and that I can love her only for love,
not her beauty, youth, or treasures.
If I had no access to the translation,
I’d sit immersed in melody
and drive home in confidence.
--T.A. Sukany 25 Apr 2018