My life in Edinburgh has a lot more poetry than it did in the states. I don't know if it's because it's a bigger deal here (which I suspect it is), or if it's just where I happen to be creatively (might be that too). At any rate, traditional and performance poets are big here.
As proof, the venue was completely packed - standing room only. If we hadn't come in with Jane, I'm not sure we would have had a place to sit!
There were four poets throughout the evening. Other than Jane there was also Maoilios Caimbeul (yes, that's Gaelic), Vicki Feaver and Marjorie Lotfi Gill (who read some wrenching poems about leaving Iran as a child). Their readings were interspersed with interludes by the Poetics, a mandolin and guitar orchestra playing traditional Scottish ballads. Jane read a lovely range of her poetry from serious to political to funny to serious again. I've heard her read before and she really is so good - an absolute delight to listen to. The audience loved her.
The itinerary went as such. Fellow poet, Christine De Luca picked Jane up from Waverly Station in her car, then we all met for an early dinner at Treacle on Broughton Street. From there we went to the reading, then home to our flat. In the morning we had a lovely breakfast at the Broughton Street Deli. Jane and I talked shop for a good, long time - how wonderful! And she really got a (literal) taste of our wonderful neighborhood. Afterwards we had a leisurely walk to the train station and saw her off on the train which was waiting right on time.
I meant to get a pic of the two of us, but forgot. We were so wrapped up in sharing this passion for books, I didn't think about it. At any rate, it was a lovely visit and will, I hope, be one of many!
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