An eerie & unexpected pleasure to sit beside you that afternoon at the Coventry Library... you were in fine voice, & the poems were felt & focused.-R.
Ralph -- my ride was late which is why I didn't arrive on time to that reading. no one told me you'd be there so it was quite the surprise. I was looking forward to chatting when it was over but you made that dramatic exit.seeing you read/perform brought back many Kent memories.
Very sorry about that dram-ex (was it really all THAT dram?). I do try to stay in touch with Kent, but that gets ever more dicey as the years pass... I was public as a poet there for but half a dozen years, a lifetime ago. Not quite the investment you had, but still it is very difficult not to be besieged with memories when you encounter someone you haven't seen in a quarter of a century ... a chat might have mitigated all that, true, but I think, at least in that setting (lots of worthy poeticos up in Cleveland and/or coming thru), letting the poems carry the weight was preferable. Truth to tell, when the dram-ex welled up out of nowhere it was irresistible ... a venerable road dog like me just couldn't let a chance like that get away, eh? Come our next en passant, Alex, we'll BOTH be more opportunistic, you bet. Till then, Ralph.PS: would love to take a gander at that interview I've been hearing about -- how can I do that ??
there's a link to the Otoliths interview under the "my history" list under my picture.
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