Oh how I remember you
How I would push my fingers through
Your mouth to make those muscles move
That made your voice so smooth and sweet
Jeff Magnum, «In the Aeroplane Over the Sea»
Paint, not the thing, but the effect it produces
Stéphane Mallarmé, letter to Henri Cazalis
Just throwing out a couple of representations of poets and ghosts here. I note some trivial presuppositions. One can’t make a voice sweet and smooth without air, but if the ghost is in the wind, it’s in the air. So can you make her speak? Maybe, like if we presume meaning in the sentence ‘The circle is square’ because it’s grammatical form tolerates the possibility of relation with an object, a space with an impossible possible location to pronounce.