Night in New Orleans (Nuhawluns) – v2

The Big Easy
A world away
From home
From stillness
A vibe all its own
Simmering, boiling

My ears rang and sang
With the loud jazz music
The fresh jambalaya
And red crawfish taste like magic
To my tongue, my senses
The crowds, the colorful noise, the spicy coffee
Music like a raging brush fire.

I see it all/hear it all
Still again, now, in this reading,
Rhythm and movement
Hips grind
Body sways,
Perpetual motion

I lick my lips
And smile
At the memory, so vivid
For the music and food
Of my soul



Edited September 20, 2012
“Night in New Orleans – v2”
Sunday, July 15, 2001 at 6:22:58 PM EST
edited December 6, 2001
“Night in New Orleans
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2004/02/night-in-new-orleans-nuhawluns.html
mostly about trip to New Orleans for Jazz and Heritage Festival, 1993
and again for job interview at Tulane University 1996

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