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The sun put her cloche on for us today and gazed blindingly upon our wee grey toon. Which isn't to say the wind wouldn't flail the face off you as you rounded a corner, but bright mercies! I've taken up position in the Byre Theatre to relate the happenings of the day; The Flaming Lips' 'The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song' has come on the stereo, there's some delectable poetry art work on the big screen to my left and some old friends milling around somewhere behind me – lovely symbols of another stimulating day on the poetry blogging beat.
Today Tom Petsinis and Kevin Young, enjoyed talking about silence – awkward and comforting – with Rachael and Patricia, enjoyed my small stature fails to ignite the Byre electronic door, enjoyed many fine sightings of brogues, enjoyed a passing South Street chatette with my former tutor, the ineffable Douglas Dunn, who's centre stage on Sunday evening at 8pm with Ciaran Carson, and enjoyed being part of five simultaneous conversations – involving jogging, disco, J Alfred Prufrock, cupcakes and an imminent event – on the Byre couches; a skill only the hardened StAnza comer will have mastered…
I leave you in anticipation of tonight's Risk A Verse (see what we did!) Open Mic, due to begin at 10.15pm (if you're within running distance, come!), and more cheese, upon which a pack of students, here for the mic, have gleefully descended like seagulls on chips) and the dulcet tones of Tina Turner, 'What's Love Got To Do With It?' blasting from the speakers… The beat goes on!
