CARNIVÀL

I got
CRAZY words!

Y’all should see ‘em –
They’s a
N’Awleens jumpin’ jazz
festival

wit’ stilt-walkin’, trash-talkin’jugglers‘n’ flamin’ side-showsword swallowers

(Voodoo princess in the corner –
Doncha think y’oughtta warn ‘er?)

They’s ju-ju in the air
& frantic dancin’ lewd &
bawdy
high-life thugs

Well – they jist ain’t
in control
of they senses

an’ they sho’ ain’t in controlof the fences —

Those

have been

s t a m p e d e d

I got CRAZY,
words make hocus-pocus pie
wit’ jumbalaya ‘n’ sweet paella
‘n’ eggplant parmesan —

I think
I’ll eat them words –
I’m sho’ they taste
Deeeee-lishshsh-ussss

‘n’ they ain’t too bad
digested ‘n’ re-
gurgitated, neither!

Yeah! Taste them words
Wit’ yo’ ears,
Wit’ yo’ eyes
Wit’ da pre-rational room
In yo’ mind
‘n’ dance, dance to they samba –


Starlit night time
Drunken, shoutin’ revelers
Aswirl in a frenzy
Of passion ‘n’ despair

Skirts ‘n’ voices
Flappin’ in the stompin’,
Stomped-up dust storm

I

Got crazy –

WORD!

CARNIVÀL

Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson

Los Lunas, United States

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Won 1st prize at the Valley Visions Cultural Arts Festival 2007, University of New Mexico, Valencia Campus — Just a crazy, N’Awleans festival of a poem!

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