I recently had the opportunity of reading a poem I had written out loud, in front of an audience. It was an event connected with this exhibit at 23 Sandy, Portland's excellent book arts-focused gallery here on the beautiful East Side. I highly recommend the installation for you City of Roses people in the crowd -- hey! Tomorrow night's the artist's reception! Maybe I'll see you there!
Anyway, I had never done a poetry reading before, so it was scary as hell. Fortunately the audience was upbeat, receptive, and unarmed, so it was a good experience. And it generated a new poem, albeit a very short one, which you are about to read in its world premiere!
After the Reading
“It was good,” she said.
“I could hardly tell it rhymed.”