(November 28, 1983)
A trip to New Orleans
A Latin City, African City, American City, European City
Begun with a plan
Now growing laissez fare.
Fan on the land
Port – looking out to the greater world
A Place so strong in its character
the country beyond its sway is but a dream.
Wharves and rivers,
Home to jazz, to zydeco –
A melting pot of all cultures.
Food and drink so strongly its own,
Food – native; local.
as those distant lands.
Catholicism—pageantry, festivals, carnival
Bacchus – Dionysius
Truly springtime is the time to awaken
the desires, the yearnings of the flesh, of the soul
to rise, in dance and song, in revelry.
to travel, to give thanks
to travel to arise; to live; to be alive!
And leaving New Orleans is to leave a dream
of sensual delight.
To return to a media generated chimera
of distorted perception
of life without mystery or magic
A ghost image without spirit or soul
viewed only in mirrors