Friday 14 May 2010

can't sit still

why sit still?
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next stop the smoke
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super self-conscious morning rehearsing
on the armyfield just a quarter mile off
in my self-marked-out
24 by 20 ft stage
with dogwalkers looking and
englishly-notlooking askance
at the large weirdo,
moi,
shouting and
waving his arms around
to one side of the large playing field...
ahhh the diverse humiliations of the job
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being a poet is not the process one might imagine
at least, not for me it isn't
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photos
press releases
aeroplane ticket cheap in advance
printshops
endless rehearsals
long walks less pontificatory than recitative
vocal warmups
physical warmups
fonts
logos
dates
times
lotteries
postering, tape, blu-tak, etc
billet requests
etc
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etc

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