there’s a raising

at the French quarter

with crowds

dancing and

colliding like

changing tide waters

crossing streets

drinking with passion

while cable car singers

and corner horn players

beat a noise

under a dreary

humid mist

as the sweating

and smiling,

celebrate for

any reason

without a holiday


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