New Orleans The post-Katrina New Orleans is a wild and exciting place.  The appearance of “guerrilla haikus” is a good example.  The poetry may not be great shakes but the spirit soars.

An anonymous mother, who teaches English, at a local university, and her former Iraq war veteran photographer daughter, reclaim political signs, get friends and others to contribute haikus, and then in the dead of night three or four times over the last year have staked them down on neutral grounds like the classic Esplanade Avenue, which runs from the River along the French Quarter and ends at City Park.  I love the mother-daughter conspiracy and bonding of it more than the poems.

Chris Rose, an columnist for the Times-Picayune, wrote about this dynamic duo with their little face and eye masks, and it was a great “pick me up” for a long slog of a week after a holiday.  Check it out here: