It was an honor to follow Dan Raphael, whose kindness and generosity have made me feel welcome in the Northwest, and whose work continues to inspire me to do it my way and trust that others will pick up what I'm putting down. His performances show us how it's done. His professionalism and grace remind us that it is possible to be a poet who is confident in his or herself without being an asshole.
Dan Raphael reads at Paper Tiger Coffee
October 22, 2011
Sketch by Christopher Luna
My kinda crowd to multi-tendril through
Dan Raphael
Rainy night in an Irish sweater. You introduce the meat. Is this the meat in the middle? He’s gotta nice case for it. Mine’s in a box. Wanna take Dan to the GWAR show. Perhaps his enormity will shield me as we are showered in fake semen and blood. That’s entertainment.
Bad women. Bad whiskey. Depression and a little red wagon. Mysterious 50 beckons. Somebody at the back of the room grunts. Dog monger lover in an Irish sweater prepares to smash the state. My kinda crowd to multi-tendril through. Cavalcade of new liminalists talk shit about papa poet. Glowing tablets impart metempsychotic miracles. Beat that drum. Time isn’t my best sense. We’ll tower while we can.
Christopher Luna
Paper Tiger Coffee
October 22, 2011
Mike G. and Toni Partington listen to poets
at Paper Tiger, October 22, 2011
Sketch by Christopher Luna
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