Saturday, May 28, 2016

Felino A. Soriano's Tribute to Miles Davis

This March Felino A. Soriano began a new series, "Of this Momentum Song."  The poem below is forty-second in the series, and he has written it especially for The Song Is... and the contest honoring musicians born in the 1920s.  Enjoy!  I especially like how Felino conveys the physical act of playing music and the centrality of rhythm.

Of this Momentum Song (forty-two)

                           Don’t play what’s there, play what’s not there.
                             —Miles Davis                       

    To be near ________,
      is what
   here needs it
      to be, an unnamed
    name is only
       ________ when
mouth closes, excavating
  rhythm in all
 language, when
   then here is again
 and why we ________
   answered atop
 a silence of small
    stone: the flecks
  within the reflect
     hold the hand
   of what watches,
       how or when
 breath of our going,
  _________.  We come
to drink of/from.  The
   promise held to
 how we name the
    unnamed.  Paused
  intuition, we’ve a
     nuance in our
 motivated ________,
  freeing fathom can
 reinvent the mouth.


   Tongue: blurred wing
  song of clapping
     hands.  Hands:
  bilingual caliber, ________
   what we need
to invent, unaltered.

    Organized, we hour by
   the sound of it, sound-
     ing out to open
   in incremental minutes.
  Certain these angles
    plagiarize shape,
 is familiar,

  known then replaced
 into what finds

           a self-outside
   the self, privileged,



If you would like to read other poems in "Of this Momentum Song," see this link:

Let's start with something from Milestones.  The first link is to the title cut, and the second is to "Dr. Jackle."

Here is his "All Blues":

I want to play two from Miles in the Sky, the album my husband was playing this morning.  The first is "Black Comedy":  The second is "Country Son":

I'll finish with a live version of his "Portia," a later composition:


  1. Thanks for another installment, Felino. The riffs, syncopation with words is interesting--seeing the echoes, hearing the resonance. I enjoyed reading this, just letting it go...

  2. What a great idea; loved reading this. Perhaps I need to send in my Miles poem, which also is based on one of his quotes.