I like to think that I have a way with words
because I write a lot here and elsewhere and have a secret poetry blog and leave notes lying around wherever I go.
It fascinates me how we can use words to communicate so much, sometimes with so little.
Which is why a weekend date to the Winnipeg Spoken Word Festival seemed like the perfect thing for yr girl.
We caught the final evening of the festival on the Saturday and got to see Isaac Bond, Shayna Stock, Greg “Ritallin” Frankson, Mary Pinkoski, Nereo II and Buddy Wakefield (though the dude who really stole the show was the dude who MC)
and I wasn't sure what to expect at first because honestly I'd never really seen any spoken word performed besides that poem from "So I Married an Ax Murderer".
and what it turned out to be was funny and powerful and moving in ways that I hadn't expected.
I laughed and got teary and smiled and felt uncomfortable once or twice and sometimes I felt like my heart was going to explode.
which is what good words should do
move yr soul.
