Prairie des Femmes poem circa 2006

I wrote this poem a few weeks after we were married when my husband went on a little tour and left me alone in the Prairie des Femmes for the first time.

Moi je reste dedans la Prairie des Femmes
Les hommes sont loin d’ici
C’est ici la femme passe sa vie
Comme tous les femmes de la prairie

Moi et mon chien, Lucy
Après guetter la couche de soleil 
Tous les nuits
La crepescule
Les poules

Je fais le balais
Et j’ai des montagnes et falaises de linge 
J'après monter
Je chante les veilles chansons
J'cris, j’écris, je fais à rien

C’est que des femmes sur la prairie, 
Moi et mon chien, Lucy
On barre bien les portes 
Trop tard dans la nuit
On se dit 
Les hommes sont loin d’ici


J’ai des rêves, des tracas
Des éspoirs, des visions

Les étoiles filantes
A travers de mon front

PDF ceramics

Swamp Rose Tea

Prairie des Femmes

This blog is documentation of the landscape of La Prairie des Femmes, Louisiana, an unincorporated community in south Louisiana. In this nearly hidden place, you will find photographs of the prairies of Louisiana, collected theories and documentation of the origins of the place name Prairie des Femmes, pictures of Mary statues of Acadiana and beyond, herbal remedies, original writing and French music, homages to the triangle or t-fer, French memes and ecards, clips from La Tasse de Cafe Radio Program out of Ville Platte, La., as well as other information on my experience as a young person with a real, living Louisiana Francophone culture. I am a mother, wife, Evangeline Parish native and resident of la Prairie des Femmes, Louisiana.

I wanna ask you something

 


I wanna ask you somethin'

Have you ever taken a catfish

And deboned it at the first vertebrae 

Cut the lips off

Take the top 

And de-jaw, dejoint it, the mouth

Turn it side-down and clean it

Let the ants get it out...

And see the crucifix?