It’s Mardi Gras season. Well, officially, last Tuesday was the actual day itself. I’m sure down in N’Awlins it’s still in full swing. Maybe? So I thought I’d share one of my favorite poems. I read this for the first time either in high school or college, but whenever it was, it stuck with me. I think I liked the drunken musicality of it. I’d just read it once and it stuck in my mind. And today I finally was able to track down the full verse again through the miracle of Google. So without further ado, here it is, folks.
A SONG FOR NEW ORLEANS
by George Keithley
Oh the wine’s fine
but listen you drink too
damn much, I drink too damn
much fine wine eating
salty fish, we have to
get out of this place
I can’t whistle
you can’t kiss
eating salty fish.