Poets and writers drink more intensely. Smoke more intensely. Worship God more intensely. Poets and writers fuck more intensely. Poets and writers give more willingly-- spilling the alphabetical marrow of their souls out into the albino sonogram of hope that is the page, hoping some stranger whom he or she has never before met turns to his crafted syllables in time of dire need and somehow finds solace, finds laughter finds a friend.
Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Anticipating rockin' out the stage at OPEN MIC POETRY READING at the Tartan Inn t'morrow showcasing the finest in contemporary verse including the ravishing rants of Hollye Green (who just published a new book of FIRES IN EDEN), the blistering beat sonatas of Kyle de Valk, the philosophical pandering's of Joshua Franz Stucko and Krista Buchanan, whose voice sounds like an angel trapped in an upside down shot glass....the event is free and all are welcome to come and perform, imbibe a quality craft beer, and wade in the narrative sea of voices caroling the stories we tell to somehow find ourselves....the event starts at 8pm...please come!!! (and Valena Jackson..thanks for the picture!!!)
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The night was poetically punctuated beneath the smattering drizzle and crisp lucidity of autumnal stars (the constellations look like cosmic Boutonnieres this time of year esp. with the amber stem of a beer in tow) when, after imbibing for something like 14 hours, emotionally surfing over the ricocheting residue of narrative vowels echoed from the beautiful lips of passionate human beings, I found myself pulling a Roxy Reno, leaping out of a moving vehicle taking off all my clothes, running naked with a sylvan herd of eight deer (they looked at the tissue-white of my upper thighs as if stagnated in a Nativity scene). I'll never forget Valena Jackson lovingly lambasting me from afar, "DAVID VON BEHREN, THIS IS MARQUETTE HEIGHTS THERE ARE POLICE EVERYWHERE YOU GET IN THIS CAR RIGHT NOW!!!" (I should of just yelled rape!! rape!!!)...thankk you for everyone who came out and read at the Tartan Inn Tueday night, the edenic lingustic meadows of Hollye Green, the narrative panache of Joshua Franz Stucko and dapper Christian Lyon, aesthetic anthems of Tyler Sutherland (fuck you went to southern? Did you know Rodney Jones??) oh, and the incenidary verbal frisson of Miss Jaclyn Weber who engenders more energy than most nuclear reactors.... Keatsian graititude again and wow...what a reading!!!!!....next invite and placard shall be posted quite soon....
oh, and thanx to Daz Lartist for coming out (it has been just too long) Lorrie Newman (looking good baby!!!) and Leisa Barr-Gardner (nice to meet you!!!) for coming out and cheering us on!!! oh, and thanx to my roomate Kyle de Valk not only for reading but for also stealing a roll of toilet paper from work....not also can we wipe our respective asses with something other than my rejected manuscripts, we can also brew coffee...life is good..back to writing...
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