Last year, I planned an awesome spoken word unit. The students amazed me with their brave hearts, sharing so much of themselves in their writing. This summer, I was inspired to visit the NuYorican Poet's Cafe in NYC. I didn't plan to read any of my own poetry. In fact, I didn't even bring anything with me, but there was this fundraiser for a group of kids attending the Spoken Word Slam competition in California, and a young girl trying to raise money for a film about struggling poets...For awhile, no one stepped up on the stage, and it looked as if the fundraiser would be a bust. I used my phone to go into my Google Drive, and, lo and behold, I had some poems stashed in there...mostly drafts I'd never revisited or poems from my college year, but I only had to pick two. A few others stepped up as well. I didn't realize until after I got on the stage that this was actually a competition, and they'd be holding up scores for me after my reading. No worries. I wasn't the best; I wasn't the worst . (I came in second.) I can look back and say I did it, which is more than many people can say. And, I got one of my favorite self-photos out of it. :)
Starting September, I'll be hosting a small, local poetry reading in Lakeland, FL once a month. I'm hoping I can expand it to include young people, after we're going strong. Everyone needs a place for their voice to be heard. :)
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