by Jan Vroegin

Created on: July 17, 2007

Big Easy Currents

Banks holding muddy Mississippi water-
River, your strong currents invite me
But the pull of another current wins.

Steps over the trolley tracks
The Saturday crowds stroll by
An occasional jazz note hits the ears
A messy beignet hits the lips.

It is the French quarter awakening-
3:00pm and the children with
Their mommies, strollers, and tourist cameras
start to disappear.
The current is changing, for the night
is soon to arrive.

Dressed. Dressed for the rhythms, the beats
the swaying, the foot tapping.
Jazz flows out of the banks of
the sagging, yet strong doors.
The crowd steps in.
The current is strong, friendly.

Notes swirl in their eddies.
The swaying begins.
The smoke hangs.
The current is strong-
Unpredictably strong and sweet.

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