Magician of the ukelele-refugee from Manchester-in Petersfield one evening
called upon by the host to read a poem-he sits..Silence...tension
then he bursts into song!Tonight he plays his ukelele like a sitar
or some Japanese koto-when asks to play,he begins with jokes
then flashes to a John Cooper Clarke style Mancunian rant
holding the audience to ransom and only releasing them after a wordstream
slows to a drizzle.He smiles and sits down,Zen.
Genius magician/musician/wordman-he has come to Write Angle to play
with the assembled poets who know him as theirs
He has found a home in their arts.He shows me to my car-we laugh
with the wordjam released for another evening/he can dream
Mancunian humoring in another fine Petersfield WRITE ANGLE scene
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