Last weekend was another eventful two days dedicated to the art of bone chilling, heart warming and aesthetically portrayed words, that which we call poetry. Thanks to the Azul Smoker, I gained an experience that had me enveloped in an environment of afro-centrism, hip-hop oriented, finger snapping, and musically inclined feel.
It started at the notorious Nuyorican Poet’s Café by which was my first visit. Honestly, I pictured it as a grandiose atmosphere of waited tables, chairs, big stage, banners, but on the contrary, it was the opposite, nonetheless grand in essence. I watched talented high school kids perform with a passion that evoked a sense of enjoyment in my seated stature. Urban Word NYC will be competing for Nationals next month in the state of California. GO NYC!
On the following day, I spent another exciting evening at Le Poisson Rouge. It was filled with celebrity poets congregated to perform a live show with singing, background instrumentals and floetic vocals on the mic for everybody’s nightly enjoyment. I was enamored by the experience. And what I took from it was the amount of practice, diligence, and preparation required to reach such a big stage. On top of that, the fun, amusement, and jollification; also, the interaction between artists and audience alike, feeding off each other chi, all conducive to a great night of poetry.
Jeff L.
Smock Salute
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