a streetcar named big easy

[Lorentzen / Nicklaus]

 ... there was in the patio an angel of black stone, & its angel head stood 
 above the huge elephant ear leaves, the glassy angel eyes, light as the washed 
 out blue of sailors' eyes, were starring at the above ... loved that hispano 
 african hybrid deep down in the south ... & these southy people are so hearty 
 (- thanks a lot!), i felt very welcome ... music and food, unbeatable ...  
 pretty girls laughingly showing their breasts on bourbon street ... i hope to 
 return for mardi gras 2002 ... burn your candle, the children of marie laveaux 
 are still celebrating this eternal dance ... & since the saying goes "where 2  
 or 3 are together in my name ...", thomas pynchon was in our midst ... the  
 first & the last sentence, however, i did not steal of trp but of truman capote 
 ... my stone angel's glassy eyes were like a sundial, 'cause they were  
 indicating the time by the degree of brightness: white at noon, they gradually 
 turned more dim, dull in the dusk, dark --- twilight eyes in a twilight head 
 ... 

 kai "gumbo son" lorentzen