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Remember August 29, 2007

Posted by The Typist in Corps of Engineers, cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, Flood, flooding, Hurricane Katrina, Katrina, Mid-City, New Orelans, New Orleans, NOLA, Rebirth, Recovery, Toulouse Street, We Are Not OK.
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My Name Is New Orleans July 7, 2007

Posted by The Typist in cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, Debrisville, New Orleans, NOLA, Poetry, Rebirth.
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Thank you to a blogger I just found, Hoodoonola, for finding this.

In The Summertime July 6, 2007

Posted by The Typist in cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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It’s too damned hot to post.

So instead, I offer this bit of summertime diversion. And I always had a thing for jug bands.

And I thought my sideburns in the early 70s were extreme…

Blinded by Sunrise June 23, 2007

Posted by The Typist in cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, Everette Maddox, Mid-City, New Orleans, NOLA, poem, Poetry, Toulouse Street.
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Blinded by Sunrise

For Everette Maddox

So listen: it’s not like we ever met
Or anything, but I think we’ve both been
Blinded by sunrise refracted in a bar glass.
It’s like this: I’ve had just enough of a taste
Of your words that I’m haunted like a man
In love who’s suddenly not sure where
His next drink’s coming from, except:
It’s not from her. She’s up and left.
The books stores are dry as Texas on Sunday
And I can’t even get lucky with a librarian
Dropping your name. It’s as if
Every trace of you was washed away
In a flood of bar scotch. I’ve started
Chalking Xs on the shelves I’ve searched.
You being dead and all I’m sorry
To bother but if you scare up a copy
Of any book of yours in some sidewalk box
I might happen to pass by,
I promise I’ll have them bury me
With a bottle so I can repay the favor.