AN ECLECTIC MIX...

Went to a poetry event a while ago and after enjoying the open stage, which was definitely an eclectic mix, overheard someone say ''yes, it was------(long pause) ------interesting.'

Interesting?

Yes it was interesting, but it was also entertaining.

Inspiring.

Funny.

Sad.

Thought provoking.

That is what I really enjoy about open stage. You never know exactly what you will get.


And let's face it, variety is everything.

A grove of trees, all the same, do look amazing. But imagine if that was all there was. Nothing else.
I wouldn't call that a garden, not for me.

I like the fact that the seasons change it all. Bluebells appear in a flurry of colour, in autumn leaves deck the ground, winter and the hellebores flower beneath the stark branches.


Some poems and poets make you go 'WOW'. And there are times when you want more. More of those words that took your heart and twisted it tight. Made you smile, laugh out loud. Made you shudder with unease. 

Sometimes though, you need the spice to make the ordinary zing.


Open stage is a chance, for those brave enough, to get up in front of a crowd and share their work.

Whether it is a bush ballad or a piece of political satire - a sound poem or a pantoum - a short story or snippet of a novel.  A song played on the ukelele or a string quartet- a libretto or scene from a play. Poetic non fiction or some rap. 

For me, the open stage is awesome. I get to hear different voices, different forms of spoken (or sung) word. And no matter what, you have to admire anyone that has the courage to stand up and perform their work. It takes guts. 


For me I love the variety of open stage. I find it exciting. You never know what is around the corner....


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