Rise Up!

I’ve been but once,
but once is enough
to know that for the next
Year of our Lord
I want to rise up
and celebrate
all the Sacraments of Easter
in New Orleans,
where Churches bust out
into Royal Street parades,
with white linen dresses
and seersucker suits,
ancient convertibles
and carriages drawn
by mules kin to the donkey
Jesus rode into Jerusalem
to get the dancing started.