March 2012 Open Mic
The crowd at open mic keeps growing with new voices joining each month. Here’s news from March’s Open Mic @ Village Books.
A longtime participant at Village Books’ open mics and author of the self-published poetry collection Reimagine, Richard Lee “Dick” Harris entertained us with his poetry including “Boreal Matriarch” and “The Game is Over.” Dick is hard at work on his next poetry collection, Distant Times, Distant Places. And, happy birthday, Dick! To borrow from a version of your lines, the game definitely isn’t over!
Andrew Shattuck McBride read his poem “Wayfinding” (for Lois), inspired by a poetry-night prompt “all poets smell like the ocean.”
Alicia Jamtaas evoked Beowulf in an excerpt from her story in progress eerily titled The Shape-Shifter.
Rae Ellen Lee read from her published memoir My Next Husband Will Be Normal.
Christine Kendall spoke poetry with social commentary interwoven including “Saturday Morning in Spokane.”
Jim Milstead read and I confess I was enjoying his rhyming too much to jot down his titles. I’ll take better notes next time, Jim!
Matthew Brouwer gave us a snippet from his newly published poetry collection Men Who Walk with Canes.
Reading from her personal essay “Raw,” Nancy Lou Canyon showed her usual wit including letting us know that Capricorns have foreheads like cliffs.
Blogger Cate Perry shared tales of leaky roofs and man troubles from her book-length manuscript in process Not Looking.
Janet Oakley shared more of her novelistic efforts. A regular at open mic, Janet’s readings have a nice serial effect with excerpts from longer stories stretched out over a few months.
Susan Campbell Cross offered her delightful poem “People Who Like Classical Music.”
Newcomer Jennifer Green read her poem “Jazz Dance.” Welcome to open mic, Jennifer!
Visit our open mic “regulars” page. If you’d like to be added you must have read within the last three months. Send me your site link, too, so I can include it!
The next open mic is Monday, April 30 at 7 p.m. in the Readings Gallery at Village Books. Bring your poems and flash fiction to celebrate National Poetry Month—or any creative work in progress. The rosters fill early so be sure to sign up ahead of time at the main counter on the first floor or call (360-671-2626.
As always, send me your writing-related events announcements so I can help spread the word! If you feel like it, tell a couple people about this blog. For more details about upcoming events and classes, visit LaurelLeighWriter.com.
Happy writing, and I’ll leave you with the closing lines of Andy’s poem “Wayfinding”:
Still, it is my jacket you wore I return to
for the impossibilities of long, fine black-
brown hair and sequencing you back
into my life. It is my jacket you wore
I return to for the faintest scent of you.
xo Laurel Leigh