Little River Poetry Festival: The Gong Show, After All?
At Saturday’s Little River Poetry Festival Brian Magill did a workshop on writing Neanderthal Poetry, poems that consist of only one syllable words, short and with a twist. We read our finished pieces in caveman voices, and if we mistakenly used a two syllable word Karen gave us the gong. Of course, it was all in fun because in reality, we don’t gong because there is no wrong in writing poetry.
Before Brian’s workshop Katherine Chantal and I presented Reveries of Aging: Aka Losing Our Mind, the fourth installment of our Soulful Aging reading tour, read in call-and-response style. We think of the Soulful Aging Tour as creating a legacy and a literacy for aging, grief and dying. We take our insight from the inner life and think about aging as a development orbit, one that we want to do with art. There was lots of meaningful discussion that followed the reading.
More on Friday’s Little River Poetry Festival where I gave a workshop on writing a self-portrait in eulogy and Joe took pictures, most of which I was framed in front of the gong, making me look like I had a halo around my head HERE.
