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Stealing a Style

Luke Warm Water. Click to read his poems.

I don’t know about you, but going to poetry reading is work for me.  It’s the good kind of work—observe and steal.  The style, I mean, not word for word.  It may be the surprise twist at the very end of a poem.  It may be the use of a repeated rhythm.  It may be the concept of a slice of pizza topped with “tiny little white men” *.  It may be an imagery of a bucket of herb blood.  Whatever it may be, when I see a gem I snatch it and put it in my memory bank.

Luke Warm Water came to Sacred Grounds last night and he was the rich guy I hung onto.  Out of his mouth tumbled all kinds of goodies.  It was better than Christmas.  When I got home I had to cook down his humor, metaphors, language, moves, even the beer he sipped during the reading.  And the end result was I wrote a poem of my own without a trace of LWW.

* from Luke’s poem “Are You Hungry For Pizza?”

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