Last night in Lewes, UK, there was a chill in the air and, or so I’m told,  snow on the outskirts, but it was warm enough in the Lewes Arms, my local pub, when it hosted the 7th anniversary of Lewes Poetry and showcased some of the poets who have read there over the years. I was glad to be invited back as I have happy memories of the first time I read there as, six years go,  it was the venue for my very first poetry reading as I described in yesterday’s blog.

There was a good turnout considering we, the South-East English, are known to make an unnecessary fuss if the January temperatures sink anywhere lower than warm. The success of Lewes Poetry, and the reason why so many people risked less than mild temperatures, belongs to its host and creator, the wonderfully chaotic Ollie Wilson, poet and compere at these suitably anarchic events where ‘stage’ poets share the stage with ‘page’ poets and everyone gets along just fine. I read some of my recent re-writes of my first poems which all dated from 2009 and this seemed a suitable anniversary for their first public reading. I had been nervous about tinkering with poems that had already been published and, possibly, set in stone, but they seemed to go down well, people clapped, laughed and were silent in all the right places,  and I left feeling that those rewrites of early poems still had something to say, but now had much stronger legs, considering that they written when I didn’t really know what I was doing.

Outside, as you can see in the photos below, if they weren’t at the Lewes Arms,  or some other local hostelry, Lewesians were all snuggled up at home. Well, you don’t want to catch cold on a chilly January night.

When Lewes is busy, it is very, very busy, but when it is quiet, it’s deserted.

It is a real pleasure wandering outside on a night like this when the streets, or so it seems, belong to me.

I always feel a bit stranger than usual after performing my poetry – it’s an exposing experience where hidden parts of myself have a brief public airing, and, afterwards, I need to take time to return to what, I guess, is ‘normal’.

On nights such as these, there’s nothing better than a solitary walk in the middle of town, especially when it is as pretty as Lewes.

If you’re interested in Lewes Poetry, here’s the link:
http://lewespoetry.blogspot.co.uk/

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I’ve been asked to read at a poetry event tonight just round the corner from my house here in Lewes, UK. The splendidly anarchic Lewes Poetry is having its 7th Anniversary celebration upstairs at my local pub, the Lewes Arms where I first dared to read my poetry at my first Lewes Poetry event in 2009 when I was still recovering from a major illness. I’d been told that it would have an open mic element so I went along, after much persuasion, with my little file of poems only to find that the open mic part had been cancelled because the evening was so full of invited poets including the much admired Lewes poet, John Agard, later to win the Queen’s Medal for poetry.

I thought I’d run away when I heard this, after-all, I’d only been writing poetry for less than a year even though I’d been lucky to get some published in various journals,  but the organisers saw that I’d brought my poems so decided to fit me in. Several expletives passed through my head when I heard I was to follow John Agard, who incidentally, was quite brilliant. Actually, hearing this man’s wonderful delivery, forced me to drop my inhibitions and to ‘go for it.’  Well, I survived and have been back to the events several times since.

I’ve been rewriting a lot of those early poems recently so it seems appropriate to re-read some of them tonight as a gesture of appreciation to Lewes Poetry and all those nice folk who were so encouraging then to an unknown, brain-damaged and stammering poet wannabe. It would have been so easy to have put me off for life.

I’m not sure who else is reading tonight but it is always fun so come along if you can.

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I”ll be reading some of my poetry tonight at the Lewes Arms, in Lewes, UK. It would be great to see you if you want to come along.

Here’s the link:  http://www.pubs.com/main_site/pub_details.php?pub_id=1073

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