Bit late with this one, but last Sunday it was the regular open-mic and guests at The Fringe for some poetry. And I try to get along when I can. I’ve made it a regular thing this year. Last month wasn’t so flash.
But this month was a bumper open-mic and a really great range of styles and some 18 readers – but it was shuffled through nicely in about 40 minutes or so. We had long political poems and travel-inspired stuff and some amusing poems about poetry writing and other subjects.
I got up and read two – the one about seeing Sir Ian McKellen’s cock and one about writer’s block. And I think they went down okay, certainly got some laughs when talking about Sir Ian’s knighthood and manhood.
The musical act was a duo called Watching Dolphins – folk songs with acoustic guitar and violin and it was pleasant though samey.
The guest poet was Arihia Latham and I wasn’t familiar with her at all but she was excellent. She had a great delivery story and some nice words, but I had to leave halfway through her slot. Which is a bit rude. But it’s how it was on the day. Had to be somewhere else. Had to go.
I look forward to seeing her read again. And I look forward to reading again and hearing others at the next one.
I left with a bit of a strange vibe around open-mics. But I guess that’s the love/hate and push/pull of performing poetry that has always bugged and intrigued me. I’m keen enough for next month’s round. Not sure about next year though…might be time for another retirement from this sort of thing.
Or is it just time for me to try and put on my own ‘show’ as such?
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