Trains can be very
unreliable- you might hope to arrive
slightly early and end up arriving ten minutes later instead. Such was
my introduction to this year's Demon Crew reading at the Cultural Exchanges festival, and it was
for this
reason that I almost didn’t attend.
I am beyond glad that I reconsidered. I was barely noticed
as I made my late entrance- so absorbed were the attendees in the performances.
And soon enough, so was I. Each performance was unique, ranging from political
satire to humorous odes, personal experiences, and duets - I’d never heard of poems being performed in
that way before. The short hour passed much too quickly for my liking and
I found myself wanting to listen to more stories and poems from the immensely
talented writers present.
I'd never been to a poetry reading before, and though the setup didn’t look the way I imagined it to (the
TV show Jane the Virgin is to blame for my perception of book readings...), I came
away feeling invigorated with new ideas and the urge to just write.
Here’s hoping this surge of inspiration will last more than
a day!
