I try to feed her my dreams.
Here is a melting blue guitar.
Here is an ocean in the shape of a house.
Here is a train made out of swingsets.
She devours them. Licks the plate clean.
But she wants more.
Tag: poetry
NaCl: Performance Poem of the Week
R.J. Wright: Dyslexia What works in this piece: Opens with some light humor that he knows the audience will appreciate (“Words are really hard. Just ask any three-year-old…or Donald Trump”) Incorporates elements of dyslexia into the poem/performance reflects content, adding depth the piece as a whole Creates a performance (temporal) out of a disorder…
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NaPoMo 1/30
Break/fast Morning. She tells me she is hungry. I present my empty hands outstretched palms up to show her all that I had to offer. This isn’t enough for someone who dry swallows tornadoes without even blinking. I try to feed her my dreams. Here is a melting blue guitar. Here is an ocean…
NaCL: Salt City Slam Genesis Bout – God
The third part of the Salt City Slam Genesis Bout: God This piece was written and performed by me, Gray. It would be arrogant of me to do a deep mine of this piece, since it’s my own piece. I’ll just note a couple things: I started the piece with “Dear Children,” to echo how…
NaCl Blog of Performance Poetry: Salt Mine: “Other Ideas for Pepsi Commercials” by Amir Safi
Every now and then I’d like to dig deep into a performance poem and analyze how and why it’s effective. These are entirely opinions of my own, but feel free to add to the discussion. Also, give a suggestion on which piece should be analyzed next. For this edition of the Salt Mine, I’ll analyze:…
NaCl Journal of Performance Poetry: Curriculum
Over the years, I have been invited to a few classrooms to do features. Following these features, I have had conversations with teachers about seeking resources to teach slam or performance poetry. I created this curriculum with one teacher in particular. I consider it more or less incomplete. I would like to cover writing strategies…
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