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Plain Jane $3.99

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life’s like this on the corner
of Bourbon and Dumaine
 
twilight hits town
like a whore drawing a curtain
 
and suddenly inside is golden
and outside’s blue
 
it’s easy
Big Easy
eggs over easy
take it easy
all heads turn to see the Saints on TV
talk is cheap and easy too
 
  I hear Buddy Guy’s at the House of Blues
 
as the 24/7 breakfast
slides onto your plate
 
  
Do you remember Kerwin James’ funeral
  Man – that second line!

 
someone orders Flawless Geaux Girl Waffles
and a sad-eyed guy can’t stop saying
 
  Yeah I lost a shit-load in Katrina
 
maybe the rush comes later
when people tired of drinking swagger in
 
but for now mine’s a Plain Jane
at three dollars ninety nine
 
here in the molten-gold inside
while the night deepens and blues-out
life’s like this on the corner
of Bourbon and Dumaine
 
has been since ’39
so be nice or leave…
 
 

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Mairi bheag nan Oran (Little Mary of the Songs)

With apologies to the residents of New Orleans - I am tinkering about with something familiar to you.

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  • Tirrell
    January 26

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    Madame, I am in awe.
    I love this, the imagery, cadence flow, the sound of the words on my lips, congrats on the silver, to me this is gold! Beautiful is just not a big enough word to describe this, so intoxicating shal just have to do!


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      January 27
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      I feel presumptuous for writing about a city I have never visited.


  • deercatcher
    September 8, 2008

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    the true Nawlins accent is big city accent, nearly the same as New york or Chicago, made up of the same ethnic groups melting together. Gave me a tingle up the back o da neck...


  • just mercedes gold member
    September 4, 2008

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    Wonderful write, authentic accent and made even sadder by the current situation there. Congratulations on the trophy.

    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 4, 2008
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      I have to confess that the accent is assumed - a case of osmosis actually, as someone I care deeply about lives in NO. Thank you.


  • artis
    September 4, 2008

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    I love the bits and pieces like leftovers on a cold breakfast plate,

    sitting on the smooth circle of your thoughts laid out here. It was easy to digest your words, although some of them held a bit of stomach acid over the sorrows of fellowmen. Thanks for your entry. ~~Artis


  • Shancy Fayre
    September 1, 2008
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    I got a lot out of this. Pure enjoyment and nice metaphors. Great job. Shancy.

    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 1, 2008
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      Thank you Shancy. It's sad and ironic that, as you read the poem and as I reply, the whole city of New Orleans is deserted!

  • chordphrute
    August 25, 2008

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    why do I even write about New Orleans? You've never stepped foot here and you write about it better than I do. I've lived here seven years and your the best New Orleanian poet I've ever heard

    • Mairi bheag gold member
      August 26, 2008
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      I think that is the greatest compliment anyone has given me about a poem. I think it comes about from knowing you, angel, from listening and absorbing.

      Now, as for you, YOU are the best poet of that city that I'VE ever read. You have a phenomenal style, unlike anyone else, utterly unique. The pity is, as you said in your journal, that you haven't written for a long time. I hope you do... soon... and lots.

      Love,
      M


  • Amera gold member
    August 23, 2008

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    This is really "American". I'm impressed! I love the feeling of conversation.

    Love,
    Amera♥

    • Mairi bheag gold member
      August 23, 2008
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      It's like I always say - we did own you, until you lost your minds in 1776.

      Thank you, Sis. I appreciate the visit and the comments.

  • tara wilson gold member
    August 22, 2008

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    "twilight hits town
    like a whore drawing a curtain"

    this poem is excellent...what a fun, enjoyable read, thank you


  • IronMaiden1236
    August 22, 2008

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    I'd call you a Saint

    No apologies needed, you got the rouix of it. Its' unique flow and life of this city...I hope you visit one day..


  • toomysterious
    August 22, 2008
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    You seem to have captured the melancholy here with a true voice.

  • Bad Bill
    August 22, 2008

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    Oui, oui, Tante Mairi,
    this is good as good can be.
    I really dig your Southern style--
    and this should romp home by a mile!

    Impressive stuff,
    Bill


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      August 22, 2008
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      Thank you, but don't count your chickens before they're Southern fried!


  • BuriedTreasures silver member
    August 22, 2008

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    Excellent imagery--Love the language used--
    Great take on the picture.
    Well done & Best of Luck in the contest!


  • cricketjeff gold member
    August 22, 2008

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    As soon as I saw the contest, I KNEW you would pour in some magic, you didn't disappoint me.

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