he stands in his suit. the scarf around his neck lets you know he really means it. his words are strong and you could never sing along. he says “you like that?” at the end of each poem. and i did. i’m sure we all did. his words are hard fought, he sells them easily.
It’s been a tough year for Poetry at The Fringe, as it’s been a tough year for everyone and everything. Events. Tough to sort and plan and adapt – and just as you’re going again you’re not. Poetry at The Fringe started. Then stopped. Then started again. And then stopped. The Fringe Bar was cautious […]