PLU Open Mic featuring Valerie Coulton & Ed Smallfield
Written by Emily Ruck Keene, photographs by Melissa Clausse September stuck it’s teeth into us on Thursday like a drizzly grizzly bear. But the readers at Paris Lit Up’s open mic this Thursday couldn’t have cared less about the rain: they were intent on bringing some sunshine to the stage. Madame la Présidente, our very own Kate Noakes, was the first to get called up. She raised a glass – cheers, chin chin- before getting ever so slightly bitchy… Bill brought some amateur carpentry with him, and a
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Will from Belleville Park Pages spilt sanity on the merry-go-round, despite being mistaken for the toilet attendant. Moe had us hypnotised with his memorial to Matt Jones “We bury our dead in plain boxes”. He might see himself as just “one among the many” but his audience were more than a little seduced by his voice. Jason decided to turn the temperature up even further with a llittle – what did he say? – smut. Yes, SMUT. Bob exposed the underground elite with his secret society of lawyers…or so you think. Don’t believe him? Research the “Skulls and Bones” secret society. Michelle read from her excellent collection Roadkill: “the body at rest has less potential for bruising”.
By we I don’t mean us
Lisa proved that blonde bombshells have brains with her “Relevant Questions about Air” and The Meatwolf. Conclusion: it’s all about croissants.
We love our special guests. Obviously, because that’s why we invite them, and why we call them special. This week we had double the specialness with husband and wife American poets Valerie Coulton and Edward Smallfield all the way from Barcelona. They treated us to a reading from their chapbook Lirio, written as a poetic dialogue between two voices. With a little graffiti in their mouths they unscrewed the moon and the stars, sending postcards to their former selves. After all, life must be a litte dirty to be sweet. Come back again soon please, and don’t forget the other half! With another pint of confidence in the belly, the second half got underway. Moe made us light-headed with I wanna make jaaaazzzzz to you... Jenna reached into her jar to find a fence and a short skirt, and Delilah brought the family along both literally and literarily. Richard lost his PLU virginity in style with a car chase, and Emily (with a little help from Robert Frost) remembered to lock the locks. Lauren was a witness to that sneaky white hair “We are ripe things now” and Michael made the most of an early train with poetry falling harder than words and a bad glamour infection. In case we had any doubt what part one of his short story might have been leading up to, our suspicions were confirmed with fifty shades of Jason and a more than a few blushes. Thankfully, Missy put the clothes back on the evening’s readings with her top of the tops and a seriously smoking jacket. See you next week boys and girls!
All the way from Barcelona, our super guest poets this week are Valerie Coulton and Ed Smallfield. As usual, sign up starts at around 19.30h but is open all night long. No time limits, no bells and whistles, make tons of noise, extreme poetry. Plus, the neo-laureat Emily Ruck Keene will be your lovely host this week.
Valerie Coulton is the author of open book, The Cellar Dreamer, passing world pictures, the lily book, and, most recently, lougirio (a chapbook collaboration Edward Smallfield). Her poems have appeared in the EtherDome Anthology As if it Fell from the Sun, and many journals and websites, including Front Porch, kadar koli, New American Writing, 26, Parthenon West Review, Barcelona INK and e-poema. She has participated in poetry conferences in Delphi, Paou, Paros, and Sofia, and lives in Barcelona with her husband, the poet Edward Smallfield. Edward Smallfield is the author of The Pleasures of C, One Hundred Famous Views of Edo (a book-length collaboration with Doug MacPherson), locate (a chapbook collaboration with Miriam Pirone), equinox, and, most recently, lirio (a chapbook collaboration Valerie Coulton). His poems have appeared in alice blue, Barcelona INK, bird dog, e-poema.eu, Five Fingers Review, New American Writing, Páginas Rojas, Parthenon West Review, 26, Wicked Alice, and many other magazines and websites. He has participated in poetry conferences in Delphi, Paou, Paros, and Sofia, and lives in Barcelona with his wife, the poet Valerie Coulton.