Tuesday, March 30, 2021

Hearing Ella’s Voice by Alicia Mathias

 for Ella Fitzgerald 

When leaves scat 
from tree to street
and rustle 
with the breeze
In flurries 
of blue and gusts 
of jazz in light 
jacket weather
We feel high and wild
from all night singing
with the tipsy 
gypsy stars
Seems we shared our secrets
and They All Laughed to learn
I’ve got a crush 
on the moon






Alicia Mathias is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems and/or artwork, can be seen in: Ann Arbor Review, The Bitter Oleander, bradlaughsfinger, The Canopy Review, Chiron Review, Clockwise Cat, Fearless, January Review Journal, SetU Magazine, Newington Blue Press, Porter Gulch Review, The Rye Whiskey Review, Sore Dove Press, Unlikely Stories Mark V,  and elsewhere. She lives in New York, with her favorite muse, Zeppelin the Wonder Cat. 

5 comments:

  1. Ella
    tells
    of the sweetness
    of a time
    when the moon was high
    when we were
    bewitched:
    her voice
    timeless
    and timely
    bluesy
    and
    sweet--
    swell!
    All that history
    of how she got
    an Irish name
    gone in the rush
    of air
    that sings, scats
    and goes beyond:
    azure! azure! azure!

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  2. alicia, i love your beautiful tribute to ella. you have a gift with fresh images, combined with the music of language. you have swag! i think ella would love this poem! thank you rye whiskey review for sharing alicia's poem! looking forward to reading more of her works!

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    1. Dear cme,
      Thank you for reading, and responding so thoughtfully. Warmly,
      alicia

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  3. A beautiful poem and tribute to Ella, Alicia, ~!..One of my favorites
    <3

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  4. beautiful words to capture the magic of Ella's songs; great pace; wonderful poetry; BDE

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