This is the last of the inventions from the exercises with Louisiana Poet Laureate Darryl Bourque last week.  I like this piece!

If I am anyone owes much to where I’ve been
Memories of New Zion Church, St. Tammany Parish, Louisiana
Composed July 2009

If I am anyone
Owes much to where I’ve been.
So be still a while.
Listen.
“Every head bowed, every eye closed.”
And hear the summer song 50 years ago,
After cow milkin’s done.

Sense the fragrance of sturdy folk–
Scrubbed with well water,
Groomed with Wild Root and talcum powder,
As they head over to the church house,
A neat frame building dressed in white asbestos slate.

The summer song from sturdy voices
Drifts across the pasture
From windows flung open wide
To hot July:
“Jesus saves, Jesus saves!”

If I am anyone
Owes much to where I’ve been.

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