Countdown begins

I apologize for being a bad blogger.  There has been heaps happening and I haven’t kept you caught up.  The nicest surprise was the great turnout for “the Poet’s Companion,” discussion at City News.  It was a diverse mix of people: students, kids, retirees, folks who had the love of poetry kicked out of them when they were kids and kids who wrote and read their own poetry fearlessly.  It was a nice day.

So tomorrow, out at LCCC is the workshop with Shacochis and Bullock.  Please note I have refrained from making any obvious Sex Pistol references, for now.   David Romtvedt, our poet Laureate will also be attending and I don’t want to get everyone all het up for naught, but I am hoping that David brings his accordian, Bullock a banjo and Shacochis brings some radical Sage Francis- style wordsmith rapping into play.  This, reader, is how I get my heart broken; expecting too much.  It is worth noting that in addition to writing some kick ass books of poetry, David is also in the band the Fireants.  I went looking for a mp3 or video clip of the band but came up with nothing.  That’s not true, I came upon a band named the Fire Ants that have an album titled, “Indian Transvestite.”  Imagine my chagrin.

Saturday at 10:30 is the big, big event.  As always I am going to practice deep breathing and repeat my steadying mantra, “you will not get kicked out of this event for inappropriately touching the guests.” Say it with me.  The closest I’ve ever come to breaking this rule is the year Honoree Jeffers was here and in fairness to me, she was wearing a very sparkly gold shirt that anyone in their right mind would have wanted to caress.  While muttering how sublime you found her poetry…

I am feeling like a lucky, lucky duck to be surrounded by such world class literary stars in good old Cheyenne. I hope to see you all there.  I’ll be the idiot grinning like the Cheshire cat and trying to look casual, by turns.

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