Mark Folse

One great poet is the NOLA Toulouse Street blogger Mark Folse. His poem "The Taste of Carnations" from Jan. 2015 is gothic in the best way, it's a great piece that reminds you of Neruda's style. Also try his "Its Black Absence" piece as well. 

And if you like old folk music in the Spanish rhythmic style, be sure to listen to the adjacent vid of a Spanish gypsy flamenco song [it's a cut above many that I've heard]:

Tonight of all nights I would hear the saddest songs.

This wine of the Alicante,
dark as blood spilt by night,
sharp as flint, a spark
in the sparkle with the savor
of must fresh from dusty feet
walked hard and long buried.

I would taste carnations
fed with the blood of bulls.

Tonight I would hear the saddest songs
because joy is a wind
that blows hot and cold
but sadness outlasts empires.