I went to the Seattle Poetry Slam on Tuesday in Fremont. It’s this collection of people who do spoken word art. Sort of a mix of a literary reading and drama. Lots of gesturing and emphatic gazes, and the clever use of silence to punctuate a point. Maybe because we live in Seattle, or maybe because people have a lot of pent-up anger, a lot of themes revolved around: fairness, or the lack thereof, racial tension, and “business as usual” in America.
One of the finalists in the competition was a clever kid named Danny who just made it out from YouthSpeaks. The cool thing was he beat his teacher, who was vying for the spotlight, too. Both were pleased.
If you want to check it out, the next one is:
Haiku D’Etat
8-10pm :: Tuesday, Nov, 21
ToST
513 N. 36th St. | Fremont, Seattle
$5 cover
You can sign up for Open Mic, too, but you have to show up at the start. Seattle Poetry Slam on MySpace.
Signin’ out
From the top
Of the Hill
That’s Capitol Hill…
Dipika K
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