No wonder I am exhausted. Too much going on and filling up my head. I have a backlog of poets to link to.
I met Wendy this week. We walked around and sat in my car to move it to free parking. After a poetry workshop it is helpful to have down time to start to process it and to connect with the other participants. I wasn't sure I would be going to the evening reading as I had no idea whether it would all be too much. I gave myself the option to do something else entirely should I feel the need.
Here is Wendy reading out at the Troubadour in London. A place I could go along to one day when I am near there. Manhattan