I'm playing catch-up this weekend. It's a flat-out battle between resting and getting organized for the week. I'm never sure if it's better to focus on one task until it's completed, or to spend about an hour on each big task to keep the trains on track.
Yesterday, I was part of the 100 Thousand Poets for Change reading. I heard that we were simulcast worldwide sometime between 1:30 and 2:30. It was possibly the largest single poetry event in the world. We had a nice turnout. Special thanks to R. Jefferys for putting it together. It was a lot of fun and I was honored to be a part of the reading. The readings will be archived at Stanford University.
Wonder if anyone heard our event on simulcast.
Looking forward to tomorrow night's Improbable Places Poetry reading.
Monday, Oct. 1, 7 – 9 pm
Wayne’s World of Automotive
126 Park Street, Beverly
The cars might be up on the lift, but the humming engine will come from the
poets. A Pinto persona poem, an ode to an mechanic, hydraulic suspension or
safety child locks – all makes and models welcome. Think of words as vehicles
and poems as spark plugs.
Poets, start your engines!
Good lord, it's almost October. Time waits for no one.