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When the DJ Played “Lovefool” on the First Night of Carnival Season in a New Orleans Nightclub, 2018
*Note: Originally published in 2018's Live Mag! Magazine.
On the 12th night, we shuffle
under the rotations of a disco ball,
old Halloween decorations,
balloons bobbing on the ceiling
to remind us that the year is only
six days old. I barely survived
the holidays, but the city can be
unforgiving to introverts, pushing us
out of our brick covered shells because
...Saturday 9th February 2019 3:22 pm
Dream River
This poem has its origins long ago in a jaunt on the Mississippi river on board the paddle-steamer SS Natchez.
Dream River
As water-light dances through cabin blinds
in scintillant counterpoint to her chattering bow,
a brooding threnody of whistles fills up the big boat's horizon-lines;
the mate checks the bearing of her painted prow.
Well-worn warrior of river life, paddles slap...
Tuesday 19th December 2017 12:18 pm
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