The reading I mentioned earlier was a full house. Each successive cluster of people coming up the stairs said, oh, it’s full!. And rollicking amid the verbal frolicking. People all seemed to throroughly enjoy each of the readers.
Sandra Ridley read first 2 sets of poems, (quiet poems especially in comparison to the volume of the ceiling fan). A stylistic sample here.
Hugh Thomas read next. A few of his poems I’d read on the page but the inflection of voice and character that came thru as well as the whole live and lively atmosphere made them much funnier in person. He’s doing really interesting things with constraints.
Max Middle who wasn’t reading in the middle of the set delighted his fans with his infectious fun and enthusiasm.
It was organized, hosted and bantered by rob mclennan
More on the event:
- Amanda talks about performance, relates poem content, and links to the books
- Max talks about Hugh Thomas’ set and the latest book
- rob gives an excerpt of Sandra Ridley and Hugh Thomas’ poem My Glass Father that sent a ooh thru the room at the reading.
- Charles‘ has a photo of Hugh Thomas that looks like him, unlike mine. 🙂