Percussive Voices
A Moko Jumbie caricature finds its way into a sculpture of found stuff from garage sales (or from a foreclosed RadioShack whose workers also wore masks of artificial smiles). The totems leaned up against the museum wall—assemblage of speakers (bass, treble and midrange); equalizers and power amps; turntables and microphones—the personages expressive as if they had something to say despite no passerby’s desire to hear it. But inside their stillness, their unheard sound waves pulsed from their bodies, hearts resounded in the silence, at least I could feel the resonance of heartbeats of djembe drums, their quiet medicine. I sensed the healing-- one for the black man, the other for the white. John C. Mannone John C. Mannone has work in Artemis, Poetry South, Blue Fifth Review, New England Journal of Medicine, Peacock Journal, Gyroscope Review, Baltimore Review, Pedestal, Pirene's Fountain, and others. He’s a Jean Ritchie Fellowship winner in Appalachian literature (2017) and served as Celebrity judge for the National Federation of State Poetry Societies (2018). He has three poetry collections, including Flux Lines (Celtic Cat Publishing) forthcoming in 2018. He’s been nominated for Pushcart, Rhysling, and Best of the Net awards. He edits poetry for Abyss & Apex, Silver Blade, and Liquid Imagination. He’s a professor of physics near Knoxville, TN. http://jcmannone.wordpress.com
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January 2021
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