
Wednesday September 07, 2005
in new orleans,
shutters are useless now.
there is nothing
behind the wall.
there are no lives,
no jazz,
no hope
that is real.
there is only
great loss
pontchartrain tears
and ghosts
and one question
above all
why, please tell
we were abandoned
to fall.
[image from the corner of chartres and ursulines. oz/98]