Suzanne rides tall in the saddle,
Bronze and copper all at once,
The wind her challenge and her friend;
She’s so Romantic that it hurts.
Those Mountains that she had to leave,
Still were her Grandma’s wit, fixed like a fox
In gloaming, and paths to light were of no doubt.
She knew Brasil before its songs.
So the books made worlds unbounded,
"Beautiful voices and beautiful songs."
A dancing woman, dancing man,
Castanets--Berimbau--flaring coils and folds and leaves.
Strange how long adventures tempted.
Strange how through care depths of love grow.
Strange almost to Celtic laughter
What this poor body and fierce will could bear!
Courage! Courage! Suzanne offering Saturdays
Her found music and Sundays with Mike her parties,
Resplendant as her walls of Tropical greens, reds and orange.
Courage and compassion the arrows in her married.
May 31, 2021—transcribed from first, longhand
writing in notebook, April 27, 2021
Suzanne in her WWOZ profile as volunteer show-host. Read WWOZ's tribute to her here.
I read the poem about Suzanne on the Chicago radio-station WZRD and its 'The SLAM Open Mic Poetry Club ... With host La-T-Ly aka (Larry The Lyrical), Larry Gardner.' It was a gas to talk with Larry. The 'Suzanne' poem comes up between approx. 26:25 and 28:00 on the YouTube posting
of the show by super-community person Trudy Leong of the station. Trudy and Bill Morton are
non-stop at making positive things happen in Rogers Park.