sunnuntaina, elokuuta 28, 2005

Saying my prayers

hope Katrina
and the waves

be hitting
The Big Easy.


Blogger Anny Ballardini said...

I lived there for several years,
I will join mine to yours,

11:48 ip.  
Blogger KK said...

Oh, you did? Myself, I've yet to visit the place. As for the prayer, I don't think it's a great poem. But it sure says what I wanted it to say. These days, that ain't half bad. My best to you,

11:59 ip.  
Blogger Geof Huth said...


My daughter's been using this pun as well today. It does not look good for my grandfather's birthplace, not at all. It's in a perfect position to be destroyed by this storm (since a hurricane twists on an axis): the Gulf of Mexico on one side of it, and Laken Pontchartrain on the other, New Orleans is a slender crescent of land between to giant bodies of water. (Its shape gives it its nickname: the Crescent City.)

The hurricane is now category 5, moving at 165 miles per hour, gusting to 175, heading straight for New Orleans, and it's a huge storm. I have to say that it doesn't look good, but it's always impossible to tell how these things will turn out.

It's really strange to me that I was in New Orleans only 8 days ago!

Take care.


2:23 ap.  
Blogger KK said...


Well, it was pretty obvious, wasn't it? So much so that I'd like think it tells more about Erin's sensitivity to other people's sufferings than my abilities to turn a witty poem.

As said, I've never been to the city. But I can think of at least three things that attract me to the place. First, of course, there's Easy Rider. Second, if I remember correctly, Jack Kerouac wrote about it in On the Road. And third, one of my favourite writers, Elmore Leonard, placed one of his best novels, The Bandits, in New Orleans.

11:49 ap.  

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