Walking Around Oak Alley Plantation I took a trip to Oak Alley Plantation In Louisiana and Was mesmerized By the antebellum Splendor Of the Live Oak Lined alley of trees, with their haunting hanging moss which glistens an ethereal beauty and creepiness that dazzles the senses. I walked up To the Mississippi River and looked back at the Corridor to the Mansion with Its great Doric White Columns And as I walked Toward the house I Could hear Neil Young’s Voice howling “how long, How long,” To the Southern Man Who was Cracking the Whips of Slavery that that Stained its Soil in Blood and Crimes. I felt like I was frolicking Among Ghosts Wanting to whisper stories That I couldn’t Hear, but I wish I could. Secrets And Violence Faded Into Silence.