AUDIO
"Your Body Is A Nurturing I Ride Into Night"
with Kidd Jordan and Morikeba Kouyaté
"Bobee (What A Spirit Walks That Way"
with Rivers Answer Moons
"Get Your JAM ON!"
with Rivers Answer Moons
and guest singer Erica Falls
"Love Is The Main Flame"
with The Suspect Many
and guest violinist India Cooke
"Fat Snake Cruise"
with The Coaxers,
featuring Dhyani Dharma Mas
VIDEO
"Ladies After Midnight"
'Marsha's'
'Jack Groves'
'K. Balewa'
'Suzanne Corley'
'José Cruz'
'In Port-au-Prince
They're Picking Up'
with Kidd Jordan
and Carl LeBlanc
"Wish For Peace" (Chiapas)
with Alex de Grassi
and Hamid Drake
QUACK-POTS
of W.E.F.-DOM
'The WEF's Soft War is Killing More
than NAZIs' Hard War'
'Refusing the "Doom"
of mRNA 'Vaccines'
Three 'Thought-Leaders':
'Klod Swab'
'Pill Gates'
'You-All-Shall-Have-No-Hair
Like-I-Have-No-Hair'
'Gates, Hitler, IBM, ID2020, and
Vaccine-Tattos for Infants'
'Monsters Mentor Monsters'
'12 Pieces for the Prosecution
of Gates and Fauci'
'The Most Destructive Person Alive'
Gates and his G.E.R.M. "team" Ready to Invade 194 United Nations through Amendments to the WHO's new International Health Regulations.
Tools to Fight the WHO's New IHR Amendments and Pandemic Treaty
You are one / Light among / Many Lights, / Myriad, / Invaluable, / Ever-Changing, / And Meant to Shine / In Ev'ry Moment
MARYSE SUITE
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July 2023
'The Dancer under Wraps'
'I Miss My Wife'
'Lilies'
with Roger Lewis on baritone saxophone, recorded by Keith Hill at the New Orleans Musicians Union, August 31, 2023.
Lyrics below.
'The Dancer under Wraps'
Two pair of shoes
In her kitchen
Are made of wood,
Simple shoes with brilliant straps
Like rubies, diamonds or tiara,
Fitting for a ballerina,
The dancer under wraps.
Her blood father
Was a Toussaint-hearted aviator
Who flew from Haiti to Germany
In the 1930s.
The father who adopted her
Was Haiti's Ambassador
To Mexico and Great Britain
Before he fled the Papa Doctor Duvalier's regime.
What a fountain is her laughter!
How it rumbles and quakes and peals!
What a marvel is her compassion!
Almost she cries
With both laughter and compassion.
How quickly she can move,
Fast as a pulling guard
Or a Gauguin brushstroke,
Erect as a crane's steps
Flying across water.
A child so bold as to declare
At age three: "My mother
Made me this dress and I love it!"
A child taken places and then hearing voices
Of Tontin Macoute raised with threats and guns
Outside darkened windows
A child sheltered across continents
Without a choice in the matter.
Someone who came to ask
Why and how the Church is so rich.
If her skin was a lake,
If her voice was a mother's whispering or a flute
("Kwame'! Oh, Kwame'! …"), if her arms
Were the smoothest cocoa and bread-fruit,
If her eyes were themselves pools of dancing darkness,
She would still be
As the sunrise by your pillow.
'I Miss My Wife'
Rain needles the roof
Like a dancing drill
To that 3:00 a.m. of the soul
And I miss my wife--
Not so much from absence
Of her body next to mine--
Her limbs and curves
And amplitudes--
As from the wish
That we could be together
As a single cell,
Or rock,
Or coral reef,
Is together--
That we could be together
As a star is together.
'Lilies'
Lilies represent life
Like the bass-lines
Of "Take Me To The River"
And "Going To See You Again"
Flower with percussion
And darting tongues.
Lilies and bass-lines and ...
Evoke so many elements
In your senses at once
That you must surrender
To belief in their being born
Of a Creator many know as God.
"That's right," you say.
"That's right," you say.
"Your Body Is a Nurturing
I Ride Into Night /
New Cars And Power-LInes
Are Strung Out To L.A."
with Roger on flute
​
Your body is a nurturing
I ride into night
Your body is of spirit things
To bring soul's delight
Hi-dee-High Hi-dee-High
Hi-dee-High-de-hi-de-hi- ...
Your body is replenishing
Source gives back to thirst
Your body is of healing things
From it wants are burst
Hi-dee-High Hi-dee-High
Hi-dee-High-de-hi-de-hi- ...
​
​
​
New cars and power lines
Are strung out to L. A.
How we use the time we have
Is our means our light
Birds are mired in the oil
Palms and firs shrink by Bays
How we meet the calls of life
Is our play with paradise
Damage is a constant
As cars run round the clock
Dying can't be accident
If we boil in our own pots
Politicians banning Art
Scumbags wash to shore
No shame in Nature's gifts
Naked 's where it starts
​
​
Your body is a nurturing
I ride into night
Your body is of spirit things
To bring soul's delight
Hi-dee-High Hi-dee-High
Hi-dee-High-de-hi-de-hi-
Your body is replenishing
Source gives back to thirst
Your body is of healing things
From it wants are burst
Hi-dee-High Hi-dee-High
Hi-dee-High-de-hi-de-hi-
An-other world! Another world!
Another world is there for us
Starry, fleshly night.
