Nic Christopher 2

The demented song of a woman

forty four people in this city

die of the same disease

Her voice rises and falls

between two notes

up and down the scale

two words unintelligible at first

She is unseen invisible out of sight

maybe no more out of her mind

than anyone else

except that she has taken herself

to a dark corner crying out

not for help

not for the sick and suffering

not for those who embrace or reject death

not for the healers

but for no one:

the two words — clear now —

that she’s been wailing to everyone.

Nic ChristopherNicholas Christopher is the author of nine books of poems, most recently Crossing the Equator and On Jupiter Place, seven novels, and a book about film noir, Somewhere in the Night.  He lives in New York City.

The poem appears in TOGETHER IN A SUDDEN STRANGENESS: AMERICA’S POETS RESPOND TO THE PANDEMIC edited by Alice Quinn (Alfred A. Knopf, 2020). 

Nic says he wrote this poem on a day when a woman was “wailing on a street corner I could not see from my window.  She went on for hours while I was at my desk, and at some point I pushed aside the work I was involved in and wrote the poem on a lined pad with my fountain pen.” 

Nic Christopher 2Photo credit: Constance Christopher.
from the archive; first posted July 17, 2020

       

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