'Misbehavin' by Tracy Lynn Darling and 'The wild ones' by Michael Gebelein.
by Annie Neugebauer
The tractor sleeps in yellowed fields of hay,
deprived of rightful color, tires flat,
and isolated there is where he’ll stay,
for oxidizing orange has wrapped his back
A guest post for National Poetry Month by Texas poet Annie Neugebauer.
by Shelby Stephenson
Louis Prima: Keely Smith: Call of the Wildest − & − Jump, Jive & Wail:
Scat, soul, humor: real, like The Witnesses
Riffing at the butcher shop of Louis’s pop
Six Southern cities mark the anniversary of one of the most important movements in our nation's history this year.
by Patricia Neely-Dorsey
Just the spot
For taking in a cool breeze
And watching the world go by
by Madison Adams
The doctor asked me and the small cluster of others who'd been notified of her situation there,
if we would, to please stand outside in the hospital hallway to detour the clicking of so many heels passing by her room for the
by William Miller
Marie Laveau lived in
this shotgun house
until she died
of old age, the last
by John Valentine
Crippled, young, by polio he
dragged himself like an anvil
through early snap beans, peas,
A poetry chapbook and Eudora Welty birthday giveaway. Jill McCorkle in The New York Times. New Orleans poet Kelly Harris on what keeps her grounded, Faulkner's Nobel Prize medal up for auction and the 2014 Great American Fiction Contest. Plus, lots of book festivals in Literary Events and today's poem of the day in Southern Voice.