Friday, April 29, 2011

NEW ORLEANS

Today JAZZ FEST begins in New Orleans. 
I can only wish myself there. 
And remember...

ROYALTY


Just one man at a piano
On a tiny stage on a hot night
A block from the river in the French Quarter
And the song he sang
About this Enchanted City
Easy to love, hard to understand
This joyous city, standing shoulder-to-shoulder
With the brawny river
The rowdy river that tried to wash it away
Again and again
The good-natured city that pushed back
When it had nothing but a bowl of gumbo and a marching band
The city that marched as one heart beats
On streets not paved with gold, but named for royalty
Kings and Queens and Indian Chiefs
Where folks danced to the edge of the grave.

In memory of Roland Stone

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