Poems at the Asylum

It didn't sound promising. Come and do a few poems at a reading in an art gallery. They don't normally do readings. There aren't any chairs. they don't know if there'll be an audience, but they want to try it to see...The invitation came from Emma Purshouse, and that's a good start. she's a terrific performing poet in her own right, but also a warm and generous encourager of other talents. So, i thought, why not? It was cold and draughty, and the weather was foul, but who cares? An amazing mixture, in age, background, style and anything else you care to name, but there was some really good stuff in there, and a positive, supportive atmosphere throughout. Arty experiments can misfire, but this was a fabulous initiative I'd have been desolate to miss.