Poem 31 ± July 5, 2015

Antoinette Brim
(You got me) begging like Billie

I’ll attend       your wedding             this summer      in a yellow sundress
bare shouldered       with my slipped-out-of sandals tied
by their satin ribbon ankle straps            slung over one shoulder
my freshly manicured toes            nuzzling the newly cut lawn            

your summer wedding     set to the coo of captive doves        color washed
in lilac and lavender    me in a lemon yellow sundress        its meringue skirts
outstretched         catching breeze; there will be so much you want to say to me
but there won’t be time      not this time

Hush now, don’t explain

Funny how some things     you can see afar off     a train wreck you can’t avoid
So, you give yourself to it         open up to         the crash and bang of it
feel yourself             roll with it             wondering all the time             if this time
you’ll live through it

And you know that I love you
And when love endures,
right and wrong don’t matter
I’m so completely yours

But Baby, its only spring time now                       butterflies are yet cocooned
tadpoles are still swimming in their big frog dreams                Baby, everything
has a season              ain’t time yet             for no yellow sundress

Try to hear folks chatter
And I know you cheat
Right or wrong don’t matter
When you with me, Sweet

Your kisses    refresh me          like Big Mama’s sun tea
set out to steep in the window box                    strange how  it
seems all the sugar settles at the bottom                     sometimes
when you get to the end    it tastes too sweet

Hush now don’t explain
What is there to gain

Your sleepy hand draped lazy ‘cross my thigh
seems right in morning light

Just say you’ll remain
Rising sun don’t mean nothing     it rises every morning                     let it rise
on you here          tomorrow        and the next day       and the day after that

Just say you’ll remain

No need to          grope for apologies       grope for lies

And you know that I love you
And when love endures,
right and wrong don’t matter
I’m so completely yours

I hear folks chatter
And I know you cheat
Right or wrong don’t matter
When you with me, Sweet

Hush now, don’t explain
Just say you’ll remain

My life’s your love
Don’t explain

Antoinette BrimAntoinette Brim is the author of Icarus in Love (Main Street Rag, 2013) and Psalm of the Sunflower (Willow Books, 2009). Her work has appeared in journals including Tidal Basin Review, 95Notes, and Southern Women’s Review, as well as the anthologies Villanelles (Everyman’s Library, 2012), edited by Annie Finch and Marie-Elizabeth Mali; Stand Our Ground: Poems for Trayvon Martin and Marissa Alexander (FreedomSeed Press, 2013), edited by Ewuare X. Osayande; Alice Walker: Critical Insights (Salem Press, 2012), edited by Nagueyalti Warren; 44 on 44: Forty-Four African American Writers on the 44th President of the United States (Third World Press, 2011), edited by Lita Hooper, Sonia Sanchez, and Michael Simanga; Not A Muse: The Inner Lives of Women, a World Poetry Anthology (Haven Books, 2010), edited by Kate Rogers and Viki Holmes; and Just Like A Girl: A Manifesta! (GirlChild Press, 2008), edited by Michelle Sewell. Antoinette is a Cave Canem Foundation fellow and a recipient of the Walker Foundation Scholarship to the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown.

This poem originally appeared in Psalm of the Sunflower.

Song lyrics from “Don’t Explain,” as sung by Billie Holiday,  lyrics by Billie Holiday, music by Arthur Herzog, Jr.