Fugal

A shriek, dawn-like, birdless—an ordained
stratum—pulsing canticle of the numen. 

The chant coarsely flung at the bosky ridges 
of shattered clavicle—skull doused in lacquer. 

Hear into the negative of bone the annals of a hut,
lamina of guttural gowk. 
                                        Fluted brinks of obsidian 
cloaked dimly in canon—clamor, mist, shaping the glum 

worship. The rite of splay—to utter a corpse to dazzle—
entombing the nebulous flesh in funerary hum, a syllabic urn.

Credit

Copyright © 2023 by Santee Frazier. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on September 21, 2023, by the Academy of American Poets. 

About this Poem

“‘Fugal’ distills ideas regarding the usage of human remains to establish epistemologies that relegate Indigenous peoples to primitive existences. This work is part of a series of sound poems that seek to disassemble and decouple language assigned to marginalized cultures.”
—Santee Frazier