big easy

By Dan Jacoby

dad and I used to comeback
for the blessing of the fleet
just before weighing anchor
to start shrimping season
folks on the bayou
comfortable in nature
have a love for the spoken word
story tellers treated like family
jazz and folk music whisper civility
like the beauty of the garden district
one takes his time here
the potholes that never get fixed
are strong reminders to slow down
here, people are engaged with one another
seem to always be truly glad to see you
no better place on earth to be hung over
because the new night promises grander relief
tuesday morning will bring smiles,
someone will say, it’s almost the weekend.
time slows here, it seems
days seem longer like nowhere else
a mile feels like a mile
days move with patience of shallow water waves
folks take life at a slow deliberate walk

 

Dan Jacoby is a graduate of St. Louis University, Chicago State University, and Governors State University. He has published poetry in Anchor and Plume(Kindred), Arkansas Review, Belle Reve Literary Journal, Bombay Gin, Burningword Literary Review, Canary, The Fourth River, Wilderness House Literary Review, Steel Toe Review, The American Journal of Poetry, and Red Fez, where he serves as poetry editor. He is a former educator, steel worker and army spook. He is a member of the Carlinville Writers Guild and was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2015. He is currently looking for a publisher for a collection of poetry.

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