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The Morgue, the Merrier

Satchmo, of course; the Marsalis family, naturally, even Ann Rice, and her vampirish underground. But me living in Louisiana? You’ve got to be kidding! I got here on subways and

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Eastern Tiger Swallowtail

The next morning a single Eastern Tiger Swallowtail,
Black wings and a blue band, outside the garage door.
All morning it sampled Hosta, and wouldn’t go away.

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Summer Rain

thunders its approach in the wrapping paper of grey clouds, deposits a calling card of silver beads on a chute of grass

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The Morgue, the Merrier

Satchmo, of course; the Marsalis family, naturally, even Ann Rice, and her vampirish underground. But me living in Louisiana? You’ve got to be kidding! I got here on subways and

Read More »

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