Three ‘Richard’ Poems here in a recording at home. I read them earlier tonight at the Fringe Bar. And it went well — I think. Apart from me botching the audio recording. There were some gasps — at the use of the word ‘faggot’ and some of the anger and energy of these poems. And I wish I had that recorded.
Instead I have this recording. And you have it too — if you’re interested.
You can read along, or read instead by checking out the individual poems here:
I must try to record a few more of these like this. I quite like assembling little ‘jazz trios’ of poems to sit and hang together. These are all brutal, short poems, but my hope is they take on something else when huddled together, if nothing else they are a support for one another.
Perhaps asking you to ‘enjoy’ them is the wrong word altogether. But I still hope it’s not entirely the wrong notion.
Thanks x
Video Poems: Three 'Richard' Poems featuring musical references