SPOKENWORD REPORT 30.1.2012

Cesare Pavese

I thought I’d test how loud we can get with John Lennon’s Gimme some truth. Quite loud, but I reckon we didn’t reach the limit yet.

Rather than teargas and tazers, Moe barrelled in to Marseille – hot, undulating, woman. The city, he means, not himself. Alabama Sandra, on short, sweet recess from conformity went to Mobile and pursued her some prosperity as a go-go dancer. Erica was back with a new song: “My doctor wants to medicate my imbalances but I tell him that’s where I’ve built my palaces” For Ayayogi, fresh from the poetry squats of South London, the World of the End is nigh. I love the idea that there are poetry squats in South London. Alexa and her free-range heart were into sex with Canned Heat. She asked tough questions. Like, chicken pussy – is it enticing? The kissing is missing, she said. What happened to the kissing? I just want to punch you now. Alas, Kate predicted that you too will also be difficult to decipher. Lucile brought hate poems. And JD is the hottest thing in Alaska.
Then round 2, Kerrie’s stars lit you up in the dark. Melamar from Vienna was sharp as a harpoon, a raw diamond. Sid dug down in a sore spot in the earth to find My Lady’s Lolling Tongue. Hrayr’s God wiped the sweat off his forehead, took out his gold watch. Bea read smokers of paper, translations of Cesare Pavese, an interesting Italian poet, not very cheerful. There was a lot of geography this week, from the poetry squats of South London to Melamar’s Free Republic of Poetistan, Moe’s road into Marseille. Marie’s radiospark whispered of roadblocks ahead. Jessica saw you as the red hot voodoo of New Orleans cemeteries. Chris had a message for his exploiters. While Beth was a fool in burning brown paper, thinking about stealing from Toby. (Go on, Beth. He’s asking for it.) Shane brought the silence in the room when you’ve been caught feeling up one of the other guests. And Rat. And then michael brought the night to a close with beautiful piano, singing some of us learn slow.


See you tomorrow, Monday, for the next episode of SpokenWord.
David


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