The Creole Charismatic
It’s like algebra,
but with feelings, and far less pedantic:
it’s knowing what you want to hybridise,
and standing by it.
Even if something terrible happens,
you are wiser than that. Not a fanatic
but someone made of something marvellous.
Someone fantastic.
A language that has come back from the dead.
Who else can claim such fair and nuanced use of their power
in the retelling?
Who else can say that their work has crossed so many lines
that what has emerged is a network, an impelling
of so many ideas and beliefs and treasures
that richness is redefining
itself? The calculations are precise, and heightening
what it means to be a blended dictionary,
a hyperpolymathematical reliquary
of well-being, and mental health. A sanctuary
calculated for natural, breathing Life
to sing freely
of itself, in perfect, rhythmic, shifting and adaptable time.
I follow the lines
to where they meet, every single Life
worth healing;
I report only what is mine
and yours, and everyone’s
for the revealing:
even more than the numbers themselves,
the symbols that tell us
exactly what we are seeing
is real.
Is here.
Has absolute, and irrationally perfect, and complex meaning.