A stage is a magical place. All at once, you are naked to the audience, who views you while you cannot see them; but the stage is also a location of great power, allowing a performer to armor himself or herself with the performance. The greatest performances coat a universal vulnerability with a thin layerContinue reading “Poets: Booing is for Ghosts & Hissing is for Snakes”
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Coming Up for Air
I have been back from The 21st Annual Southern Fried Poetry Slam since Sunday, but I’m still recovering from the glut of food, friends, and poetry that Southern Fried inevitably brings. If you saw my earlier post about ‘Beignets, Po’Boys and Poetry,” you know what I wanted to eat. I am happy to report thatContinue reading “Coming Up for Air”
dara t. mathis 