Louisiana Live Oaks make good subjects for poetry. This flashback to 2007 returns in rich memories of an almost sacred time for Louisianians.
I had called on a local high school on business around this time of year but ended up out in the front lawn under the Live Oak trees for which the school is named (“Beau Chene”), writing with the students during one of my good friends’ English IV(AP) class. The following is the result of that writing exercise.
Composed at Prairie Basse between Grand Coteau and Arnaudville
at Beau Chene High School, St. Landry Parish, Louisiana, October 2005
I came here to work . . .
The state paid the way!
And what am I doing on taxpayers’ time?
(Tell not the governor.)
Yes, writing poems—
Under this grand…
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