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    Here at the Moon's Bourbon Street Cafe it's always quiet and dark, but with plenty of candles and a roaring fire. Our cafe is not accessible by any normal means, and certainly not open to the usual revelers in the Quarter. Somehow, we stay removed from all of that... and we do have a rooftop entrance. So, now that you are here... welcome. Go to the Cafe Kiosk and share some poetry and thoughts or Go to the Talamasca's message board. The Anne Rice Vampire Lestat 1997 Ball photos are here! Listen to Gillian Anderson read the opening for Exit to Eden.

    INVITATION by Shel Silverstein

      If you are a dreamer, come in,
      If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
      A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
      If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire
      For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
      Come in! Come in!
    candleWelcome to the Moon Cafe. Read some poetry, post some notes, or follow some interesting links.. Photographs are here from the Ninth Annual Anne Rice Vampire Lestat Halloween Ball. Click here to jump to a list of Anne Rice links or here to go to my message board specifically for discussion about Anne Rice's characters and novels.

    e.e. cummings
     

    silently if,
    out of not knowable night's utmost nothing,
    wanders a little guess (only which is this world)
    more my life does not leap than with the mystery your smile sings
    or if(spiralling as luminous they climb oblivion)voices who are dreams,
    less into heaven certainly earth swims than each my deeper death becomes your kiss
    losing through you what seemed myself,
    i find selves unimaginably mine;
    beyond sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears
    yours is the light by which my spirit's born:
    yours is the darkness of my soul's return -
    - you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars

    And now some links...or post some notes or go my 1997 Anne Rice Vampire Lestat Ball PhotosI was at the Ball.I'm not normally this pretentious.


    San Francisco Bay Guardian (newspaper)   Theater: Dramatic Resources     Mystical Places to visit: Scotland,  Halloween in New Orleans, Ireland, Northern California,  the Outer Banks of North Carolina or just try the whole Lonely Planet... Seriously Random Sites and things I like: Squirrel Nut Zippers    Screenwriting     National Public Radio,      Triangle WebGrrls    Animal Communicators     Vampyre Shops     Society for Creative Anachronism (intro)    Unitarian Universalism    Triangle Ferrets     Personality Tests   Victorian Clothing      - Anne Rice Commotion Strange          Pagan Daybook for your PC

    Here, have some more poetry while I build my pages...or post some notes. This poem (another by cummings) has always stunned me...

    You are tired,
    (I think)
    Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
    And so am I.
    Come with me, then,
    And we’ll leave it far and far away –
    (Only you and I, understand!)
    You have played, (I think)
    And broke the toys you were fondest of,
    And are a little tired now;
    Tired of things that break, and – Just tired.
    So am I.
    But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
    And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart- Open to me!
    For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
    And, if you like,
    The perfect places of Sleep.
    Ah, come with me!
    I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
    That floats forever and a day;
    I’ll sing you the jacinth song
    Of the probable stars;
    I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
    Until I find the Only Flower,
    Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
    While the moon comes out of the sea. 

    ANNE RICE LINKS --- Official Anne Rice page---Anne Rice's Gothic World---New Orleans Guide---"Immortal Links" --Anne's house on First Street---Antoine's Restaurant---Experience Anne's New Orleans -- Official Anne Rice Tours- Anne Rice Commotion Strange -The New Orleans Times Picayune-- Wines: Cuvee Lestat and more--- Ricean Music ---Hauntings Today Tours--- Cloaks from Gypsy Moon---Special Contact Lenses here ---and here, too ---Victorian Web Sites--

    Call the Anne Rice message line at (504) 522- 8634 to hear her latest news.

    Go to my Anne Rice Message Board or just Post some notes on the Moon Cafe Kiosk 
     
     
     

    April Rain Song by Langston Hughes (1902-1967)

    Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
    The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk. The rain makes running pools in the gutter. The rain plays a little sleep-song on our roof at night ---
    And I love the rain.

       

       

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