A Louisiana Bayou

Our day trip from New Orleans to the bayou

yielded a trapper’s hut, raccoons

and a turtle dedicated to reconciliation.


Later, we visited the big house and the slave quarters at Oak Alley plantation.

I hired a footpath poet to write a poem for Rose back in Nawlins.



The French Quarter, New Orleans

As we wandered the jazz filled French Quarter,

we consumed beignets and coffee, to a live version of John Coltrane,

followed by gumbo, oysters, pecan pie,

a Bloody Mary and a Mint Julep.

Viv did her washing at The Three Legged Dog Bar and Laundromat, where I had fried macaroni cheese and a double Margherita, because they only sell doubles there!