To support a colleague and friend of mine, I went to Duboce Park Cafe for a poetry reading. First, Duboce Park Cafe serves yummy organic salads topped with bacon, turkey and other delights.
The poetry reading was great! My colleague read from her chapbook that is coming out soon; several pieces my favorite of which is called Tales we Tell Our Children. The poet took this work and some of the others that she read to VONA this summer. And with her London accent, she read the revised work with brilliance as the N Judah clanged past the door of the cafe.
After she read, the mic was opened up to whomever wanted to read. At this point, another colleague decided to read her prose poem about her time spent working at Johns Hopkins hospital, in Baltimore, at the time when AIDS first came to our consciousness. I had a tear in my eye by the end. It was an evening filled with creativity.
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