Thursday, December 05, 2013

Night in New Orleans (New Awlins) – v3

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

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
to the tempo, percussion
Body sways,
Perpetual motion

I lick my lips
And smile to myself
joy washing o’er me
At the memory, so vivid
Cajun spices, freedom overflowing,
For the music and food
Of my soul



Edited December 5, 2013
Night in New Orleans – v3
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
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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