enturing out of my comfort zone one dreary Sunday night, I took up a friend’s invite to join one of The Really Bad Poets’ poetry-reading sessions.
I was warmly welcomed into the fold of “strange-people” like I’ve found my own kind, my Tribe.
I’ve never had my poems read out loud before, but with my friend Chai’s encouragement and the rest of the strange-folk’s warmth, I felt comfortable enough to read a couple of my PMS-induced, drama queen-ish, verses, I (sometimes, unwillingly) consider as poetry. It was quite fitting that the theme for the night was “Other Worlds” too, which my 2 poems could loosely relate to.
The session was laid-back and filled with beautiful verses in English and some in Cebuano. There were a number of humorous pieces while some verses romanced pathos. Some took poetry-reading to a higher level with jazz drum beats, tandem recital and free-style delivery. It was simply inspiring.
I’m happy to have stepped out of my walls for a night and I have a feeling this won’t be the last they’ll see (or hear) of me. Thank you, Chai Fonacier and The Really Bad Poets. Until next time! 🙂
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