Something New: Liz Berry reads Agimat/Spell to Conjure A Beloved Voice
Agimat/Spell to Conjure A Beloved Voice (made using crowd sourced local dialect terms and family language).
Howay.
Say nu, say now then, say ocht.
Say, in the ginnels, the twittens, snickets and jitties,
at dimpsey, rain siling down, dreich upon the squad,
or deep in crackledust, streetlights jhilimili,
say nesh, say come,
say marra, cocker, yaar, ower kid. Say easy.
Lay your danny on your heart, your heart in your donnies.
Say bairn, babby, koochaloo, bubala. Say sweet lakeen, my little nisgul.
Knock yan tan on the wooden bones of a gate.
Say come canny lass, cariad fach, my lish fludderbut, my lush ragaire,
Say: come bishy-barnaby, duck, oont; come shushi, my little schmuzekatze,
Come, hinny, and fill your arms with lilac. Cross the gloaming's threshold.
For I am arrad, powfagged without you, my heart on shpilkes,
I am mauger, didoreth, too mwangy without you, a soft lad, ganch, mardy without you; a blatherskite, banjaxed, my life a poppy-show.
Say come, let me hear you speak, habibi.
Draw a star upon the ground. Mo cheol thu (muh key-ole hu).
Say I am a hundred years clem-gutted for your words.
Throw your voice into the night air like a reddick –
say kaimos, hiraeth (here-eyeth) –
let it fly through the night:
akooshiba
fiyah
cwtch
wum
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