For two years my New Year’s Resolutions have been to experience more live music and theatre. B’town really doesn’t have much in the way of arts. B’town is more of a business, do what you need to do and get out type of place, while the surrounding towns hold the music and galleries and theatres; which would be fine except I don’t drive and am a disaster behind the wheel.
Last month there was a poetry reading by six poets and I didn’t go. A friend did and said it was an amazing presentation; the exploration and use of words wonderful. I felt sad I didn’t go. So when I was invited to a coffee house/open mic at the library on Friday night I accepted the invitation immediately.
I packed up my book bag at 6:40 and realized it only takes 5 min to get to the library, so I was there plenty early. I grabbed the closest seat to the door and looked for friends I thought might come. The energy at the start was tense and I thought a few times about going home and watching a movie. That I was crazy and people would think I was weird sitting there all by myself. At 10 after 7 the open mic started and we were told to introduce ourselves to someone we didn’t know. We were asked to decide who we wanted to play us in a movie. I went straight to mariska hargitay, “Why not go for the best?” I asked, and the librarian sitting behind me.
We were asked to discuss why youth arts was important. I was dumfounded that’s like asking me “why is it important to breath?” I was speechless so my new friend went first, and then I added because it’s hpw we learn who we are, how we grow and become stronger people, how we survive as a people. Because it’s amazing that we have as human beings, to be able to express ourselves through spoken word, and music and sign language (there was some of that too.)
From 7 10- till 10:00 we were treated to poems and music and I sat there inspired. A few months ago I was disappointed in writing poetry and last night I thought who cares if I don’t know a million poets by name and read poetry all the time, I can still express myself in the words as they come. I decided that I don’t have to be perfect to express myself, to share my work, I can express myself as I am now and learn to grow from it. I don’t have to be afraid to share myself even though I don’t have all the answers I wish I had.
I told a few people I wanted to be involved in the next one and stayed after to help turn the coffee house back into a library again. After all ,I love moving tables and cleaning linens as it reminds me of my hotel days.
Last year I stalked the story tellers and story tellers has been an amazing part of my life, what will come next?