remembering those agonizing times.
remembering those agonizing times. of sitting in a cafe. on the street. as
some insecure poet. sitting in a chair. eyes reading some crumpled
hand-written. maybe typed. piece of paper. every once in a while looking
up. making eye contact. the words. syllable sing-song tongue twisted beatnik.
as i sit falling asleep. unable to listen. to hear. a drone of sing-song
rhyme not-rhyme. what is this? and what have poets been doing since allen
ginsberg came along.
poetry is not spoken word. and spoken word is not living word. as a script
is not a radio broadcast. and a radio broadcast is not television. when one
enters the stage. approaches a mike. be aware of not only what you are
saying. but what you are doing. and when you speak. read. like you can feel
what you are speaking. a poem must be read with understanding. if you want to
read a poem out loud. write it that way. do not speak all poems the same.
each poem has its own way of reading. and though words sound nice. they have
meaning underneath. speak them this way. (body language is part of a poem
read aloud. as is movement). make these things live. not simply breathe.
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