Yesterday was a delicious eyeball expedition. The ear canals & the tastebuds & the heart strings also were surprised & delighted. A Mardi Gras parade. A Rumi & Hafiz poetry reading (Hurray Daniel Ladinsky & thank you for The Purity of Desire.) Some pool at Aloft. My debut dinner at Blackbird restaurant. A walk in the rain to the Mardi Gras after-party at Pack's Tavern where I took pictures until the memory card was full & danced & was flooded with N'awlins energy. The day began with a visit to a kinda sorta church to hear some amazing music & drink coffee & devour a brilliant George Bernard Shaw quote (which was misattributed to Oscar Wilde).
"The only man I know who behaves sensibly is my tailor; he takes my measurements anew each time he sees me. The rest go on with their old measurements and expect me to fit them."
I also wrote a haiku after they handed plastic flowers to visitors.
stop & smell the plastic
I give my friend Cathy Tenzo credit for inspiring haiku energy within me. She is writing a haiku (or 2) everyday this year. Check her out at
250. Write a haiku.