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Mouthy Poets meet Lemn Sissay, Peter Khan, Michael Eaton, John Berkavitch and more…

I’m not sure if I have mentioned a little event I am part of in June – called Say Sumthin 5 – at Nottingham Playhouse… Saturday June 15th from 2pm-6pm we will be hosting a myriad of events (‘we’ being The Mouthy Poets). From 7pm- 10pm we will be hosting an exciting showcase of theatrical wordsmithery, with the amazing talent that is emerging in the East Midlands, The Mouthy Poets, followed by headline poets from London, and to top it all, Lemn Sissay… there will be music, there will be words, there will be laughter and tears… I PROMISE that you will come away having heard at least ONE poem that will change the way you think about something in life. You may not like ALL OF IT, but you will LOVE some of it. HONESTLY… if you enjoy performance, live theatre, spoken word, then this is an evening for you. Tickets are still available for both the day time events (a mere £3) which includes music, craft, poetry, open mics, writing and collaborating, workshops with Peter ‘Louder Than A Bomb’ Khan, Michael ‘Shipman’ Eaton and John ‘Shame’ Berkavitch.
Did I say we would have LIVE MUSIC and film too?
How can you not BOOK TICKETS for this? If you care about the future of this planet, you really should come and support what we are doing, we are your future! 
http://www.nottinghamplayhouse.co.uk/whats-on/spoken-word/say-sum-thin-5/

Seriously, if you have been at this event, in 2 or 3 years time you will reading a broad sheet, or watching a documentary and you’ll say, ‘That’s amazing! I saw … (insert name of poet here) in 2013 at Nottingham Playhouse, they were amazing!’
These performers are the stars of the near future.

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Never throw anything away…

I was clearing my desktop, as in, laptop-desktop. I am an untidy file-er, stuff gets shoved on the desktop all the time. I found this snippet of words. I find it hard to throw stuff away, writing included. I’m not sure when this was written, it could have been last month or a year ago. Recurring themes.

The moon must be up to something tonight, as I leave work my colleague tells me her weariness is tipping into depression, I collect Small Boy, who has had a ‘terrible day,’ the lady who runs After School Club looks like a forgotten balloon two weeks after the birthday party. We drive home as he rants about how stupid people are, I answer by telling him about my day. We get home, The Lovely J has cooked meat&veggie lasagne, but the moon has other ideas. Somehow the evening fizzles and spits and battle ensues… quiet now, we lick our wounds, all together in front of The Great British Bake Off. A back-to-back bonanza of last week’s plus tonight’s. Buns will be our saving.

Poetry Should…

promo for Say Sumthin 5, Mouthy Poets at Nottingham Playhouse