September 25, 2022

Sounding Box: a ghazal

by Jordi Alonso

for Sarah Azzara 

Some say they’re three, some ten—most say there’s nine:
I’ll be your muse, my dear, if you’ll be mine. 

Transform a college room into a den
of words, silk, whiskey, music, and design. 

Your heartbeat through a sounding box of bone
reverberates through twill and skeins of twine. 

Who doesn’t love a laid-back Saturday,
an evening spent discussing want with wine? 

Just keep this songlet close. It’s yours to take—
and know that there’s no need for me to sign.