Funk Is…

One time, I wrote a poem about what NOLA funk means to me.

Funk is…
Funk is heat
Funk is groove
Funk is the jam
Funk is the sweat on the back of your neck
Funk is the birds chirping outside Tipitina’s
Funk is expression
Funk is taking the first streetcar home

Funk is passion
Funk is contagious
Funk is dancing until you can hardly walk
Funk is not awake until the sun goes down
Funk is soul freeing
Funk is unity
Funk is still going strong at 7am
Funk is the search
Funk is going to find you
Funk is a packed Maple Leaf at 5am on a Monday
Funk is clubs as dark as black holes
Funk is not for sale
Funk is New Orleans

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