is such a scary thing for poets to do but hey, no pain no gain. We are gatecrashing the festival on Saturday witha megaphone and a pair of wooden steps – starting off in front of the West Pier and then onto the Lanes, with hopefully a final performance in the Pavilion Gardens.
Last night we used the exercise to write something appropriate for Saturday and I wrote this poem, which I have podcast on my podbean. (press the highlighted words for the link)
What does every performance poet need? Hairy armpits and a hat. I shall just stick to the hat I think. Wish me luck!
Oh! we shall also have copies of the Anthology ‘Eclipsed’ to sell on the day too. 🙂
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I think just the hat is a good idea. Have fun, you’ll be a huge hit!