I’m not normally big on them myself.
It’s not that I don’t like them. It’s that I don’t do them. I used to, back when I was a young whippersnapper fresh out of university. But then things happened and I stopped writing poetry, much less reading it aloud. In the intervening years, more stuff happened, and the spoken word became central in the poetry scenes around the country. When I found my poetic voice again, I decided (after reading once at a spoken word gathering) that my work was targeted differently, and didn’t seek out readings.
Fast forward to June 2007.
An old friend approached me a couple of months ago with the proposal to put together a poetry series for the National Art Gallery. She invited me to take an evening and present my work. I said yes. Now that evening is two weeks away and I’m wondering what to read, how to present, and so on.
If anybody has any insight in this, I’d be grateful for all ideas. Brainstorming never hurt anyone.
It has, however, made some people and things go BOOM.