The Soprano

Michelle Tan

She must have had quite a life.
For her eyes to call out so
Urgently. How else could she sing
Of love, of how it stings past
Black words into ears?
She must have touched hundreds
To possess that stage.
Through our eyes we proffered
Her a concentration of sorrows;
They fell heavily
As a shawl upon her shoulders.
Her voice then left
Her trapped body
fumbling for heaven.