Late Blog

This blog is roughly a week late, so I just want to briefly bring back some memories from last week. We had another crowded audience gather to listen and contribute. The doors of End of The Line were left open, allowing a comfortable breeze to enter the tight cafe...also, a mysterious visitor came and loudly attempted to give away a bar of chocolate. If you read last Tuesday, please post some of your contributed work along with this post. See you all tonight.

B. White
(http://nyquilchug.blogspot.com/)

03/09/2010- A night nothing short of...

As the first time emcee for possibly the largest number of readers that Poetry Night has seen to date, I am pleased that this night was nothing short of colossal. Including the readers who read for the haiku contest, the audience was treated to performances by TWENTY-FIVE different poets of which NINE were new readers. The sheer number of voices heard at End of the Line on Tuesday night demonstrated the diversity of thoughts that characterizes every Poetry Night. Poetry Night consistently proves to be a night nothing short of beautiful, and so, this particular night, too, carried the energy which feeds all those that come to End of the Line on Tuesday nights.

Despite the briefness required from the poets as a result of the large turnout, every reader seemed to bring words that were thoughtfully and uniquely his or her own. The variety of emotions and topics ranged from the stirring recounts of a police brutality victim to the comedic solutions to the question of life. One reader even spoke of the worthlessness of poetry only to be answered with cheers and applause. To me, a night that can contain such an understanding for the vast array of ideas presented is a night nothing short of extraordinary.

Aside from the large turnout, NPS featured a haiku contest for the month of March. There were eight entrants, one of whom was Patrick Hudson, the NPS founder and customarily, the Poetry Night emcee. The voting was so close that March produced two co-winners. After discussion of a sort of tie-breaker, it was decided instead that Cole Amick and Stijl Calhoun would be the selected co-winners of the haiku contest. So congratulations to these two, though all the entrants brought incredible material.

Every week keeps me looking for the next Tuesday to hear more from such wonderful poets, and the role of guest emcee allowed me to further understand the time and effort put into organizing Poetry Night. For those who are regular attendees on Tuesday, be sure to thank Patrick Hudson for the sacrifices he makes for people to be heard. I thank everyone who has made Poetry Night nothing short of inspiring. That is all. Thank you.


Wishing Poetry Night, NPS, and EotL continued growth and success,
John Ellis

Inspired by Nps: Deep Connectedness

Tonight's gathering (03-02-2010) made me think of the term, "Deep Connectedness" more in depth...

I walked into the newest Publix on 9th Ave a few days ago to buy some fruits; Publix is a nice supermarket to shop at, but I walked around in the fruit section going, we don't remember the Mother anymore; we went from being able to pick an apple or an orange right from a tree and eat it, to purchasing packaged fruits at a supermarket, we don't think of the Tree, or the roots of where we are getting everything from, anymore. As a result we walk around pretending that we are strangers to each other during the day time. I talked to Patrick tonight and I said I got some art supplies, I would like for us to get together one day and draw a Tree together, I have access to a studio in downtown Pensacola and we can have fun with this, so we will talk more and come up with a time that works for most people who are interested in participating in the idea. The birth of the first Nps Tree. Let's re-connect with our roots, and therefore with one another. I think it is about Time. Instead of deep disconnectedness from ourselves as walking souls in disguise, let's turn it around as a tribe and come to a place of Deep Connectedness that is once natural. Naja told me the other day that Koel threw fire at Open Books, we "are" Fire, I wrote the following about Fire: Bush Fire, warm and sweet, Juice follows, Kind and Serene. I so appreciate everyone that contributes to Nps.

Love,

Priya

Goodnight Nps

What a night, I was blown away by the poems a lot of us shared tonight at End of the Line; I offer my Peace to all, we live in a Time of great turmoil, the Soul needs a resting place, and I am listening 24/7, to the Collective Soul of Who We Are. Goodnight Nps. Imagine an angel beside you, when you were first born you had one right next to you, and now it is still with you.

Sweet Dreams,

Priya