Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Ó BHÉAL READING - AFTERS

Paul Casey

I got a warm welcome from Paul Casey and company at Ó Bhéal last night which is, it turns out, a very relaxed, well organised poetry event. The night began with a poetry challenge. Members of the audience were invited to throw out five words which then had to be included in a poem written on the spot.

Last night's five words were: light, heart, goat, food and snotty. Yes, 'snotty'. Everybody got to scribbling and several bravehearts got up and read their finished poems, including the wonderful Matthew Sweeney. A young woman called Julie Field was pronounced winner after her poem received the warmest audience response.

Julie Field

Then it was my turn and I read from my two collections, my pamphlet and from my forthcoming book The Juno Charm. I wasn't nervous for once and the audience were responsive, so it was a good reading (for me, anyway.)

 Nuala with Matthew

 
Matthew Sweeney, with poet Billy Ramsell, listening intently

An open mic followed and it was the usual blend of stunning work, drama (one young poet had brought an umbrella as a prop) and performance. There were some lovely poems read and recited, including a moving elegy from a poet called Tadge or Tadhg, depending on who said his name; and also new work from Matthew Sweeney.

Magdalena - poet

Grant Burgess

Stand outs for me were a poem about his sister from young American writer Grant Burgess, who hails from Portland, Oregon, where, he assures me, 'it rains even more than Galway'. A love poem from the lovely Tina Pisco. And a rollicking, bold short story set in New York which involved a cement truck and a belligerent Irish man, read by Conor M. (Sorry, Conor, your surname won't come back to me.)

 Tina Pisco

A German doctor, who had never been to a literary reading before, sat at at my table; he was bowled over by what he heard, really amazed, and came to the conclusion that writing is great therapy. All in all it was a very enjoyable evening of poetry and chat. I highly recommend it if you find yourself in the Republic of Cork on a Monday evening and are looking for free, quality entertainment.

6 comments:

Kar said...

It's reads / sounds like a wonderful evening! Great that there were no nerves around ;-)

And the photos are fab too! I love a blog with pic's, makes your 'reading - afters' blog come to life!

Mari G said...

Sounds like a fab night.
I do enjoy the whole Open mic reading "thing"
The idea of poets having to improvise with words thrown out by the audience does sound like fun but scary if you are the poet who has to produce on the spot!
Like your photos too & agree with Kar, they really bring your review to life!

WOMEN RULE WRITER said...

Thanks, girls.

Kar - it was lovely, sort of low key, which is nice.

Mari G - writing on the spot is SO scary. I didn't brave the mike with my effort ;)

Rachel Fenton said...

I wrote a sonnet about snot - bet I couldn't have written that on the snot. (Could've scrawled one up my sleeve though :)

WOMEN RULE WRITER said...

Hee hee Rachel, that sounds fun!

So sorry to hear about the earthquake in NZ. My brother lives in Nelson. N x

Rachel Fenton said...

Good that he's safe and well up there x