Reminiscence

Reminiscence

just off of the

cavernous lobby

there are suave

claret leather seats

teak-wood walls &

soft blonde light

I had hoped for a

gaudy chandelier

but the dimness

would have to do

I ordered myself a

nice Vieux Carre´

rye whiskey, cognac

sweet vermouth

Benedictine liqueur

bitters & ice – it came

in a generous goblet

dense lustrous crystal

& thick stemmed

each sip conjured a

thirst for a Sazerac

back at Carousel Bar

nothing quite compares

to a blend that begins

by sluicing an erstwhile

tumbler with a bath of

absinthe

in this lounge with its

smatter of rich patrons

I am awash with memory

of the French Quarter &

an old love long missed

            oh, those ghosts

***

Another fun writing exercise completed. My friend’s prompt this time, the French Quarter. A small mention but it eventually got around to it.

In propinquity,

Nic