Laura Grace Weldon

Exact Intersections


Rhiannon Giddens opens her set
at Oberlin’s Finney Chapel
with O Death and I fall
all the way into her music, let
my head and shoulders sway
in the nearly imperceptible way
I was raised to respond
though my feet can’t help but tap.

Drum, then cello enter
at exact intersections
summoning my father, here,
right next to my aisle seat,
his head keeping time,
arms up as if playing along,
aware from the place he’s gone
just how perfect this is,
how perfect everything is.

I am elated his spirit has joined me,
want to dance with him in the aisle,
but sit, savor, feel the notes more fully
for his presence, clap all the more loudly
for both of us. His frugal heart is surely
pleased to attend without paying for a ticket.