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A Satchmo poem

Thursday through Sunday, Satchmo Summerfest returns to the Old U.S. Mint for its 13th year, offering a slew of foods, exhibits, seminars, movies and music performances honoring New Orleans-born music legend Louis Armstrong and his contributions to the jazz genre. As always, the festival is free and open to the public.

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As part of NolaVie's Yeah you write! campaign, we invite readers to submit New Orleans-related content for a chance to have their work featured on our site. Whether it's a personal essay about moving from New Orleans, a photo of French Quarter Fest, or a video of a second line, we want to know: what's your New Orleans story

Today’s featured submission comes from Canadian poetess and fan of all things New Orleans Aprill Cameron, who, like many New Orleanians and out-of-towners alike, has a penchant for Satchmo Summerfest. Of the festival Cameron writes: “Wish I could be there instead of my words!”

COME  DONDER    COME  BLITZEN

So who is the  fat cat jazzman of them all?
King Louis!  Of the gravely voice  black eyes
and a grin  that would lift up  even the most soul-
less  of sinners.  Most certainly slipped the answer
back in the Vieux Carré,  when the cornet was his
ticket out   of the Home for Coloured Waifs.

There was never a face so full of grace and transcendence.

O' fickle is fame pushed old Louis aside when those badass
beboppers were on the ascendance.

Dash Away    Dash Away

King Louis A

If Louis’  T’was The Night Before Christmas does not bring a tear
to your eye and  smile to your lip, you never did have a soul worth saving.