Yesterday’s event at Britt Marie’s was just what a poetry event should be, short, varied, lively, moving and fun. The small wine bar was full to overflowing and the audience seemed to enjoy the poems. I know I enjoyed the other two poets’ work (Amanda Moore and Barbara Reynolds). I hope to post a sample next week. But for now, here is the other poem that was considered not appropriate for a restaurant (because of the rape and pillage):
Two-step starting with a grapefruit
His rape and pillage
to my delicate evisceration.
to my effusion.
His eye roll
to my “let’s talk.”
to his ESPN. Continue reading “The other poem…”