Phantasmagoric Poetry

I just returned from a poetry reading comprised of talented writers from that creative writing class I took last summer.  (You can find one of my fave’s here.)

It was so inspiring!  If you had asked me two years ago if I would enjoy listening to random strangers read their poetry…

…the answer would have been a big FAT, declarative:

Hecky Naw.

(A phrase from my childhood) =)

Today though, I’m amazed by the power of words, the drive to survive, the strength of human will when people in all of their beautiful complexity, terrifying tragedies and phantasmagoric creativity put pen to paper.

Standing Ovation, Kalamazoo poets.

One day when I grow up, I hope I can be like you.