Tonight is Poetry Night at the club! You are all very welcome to share your works and the winner, as usual, get's a hat filled with the world's sweetest blueberry jam!
Actually, I went to compete in the great art of Slam Poetry (
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poetry_slam) yesterday, and it was awesome! Well, except that it didn't start before six p.m. which meant that I, due to an overload of nervosity,
had to lie in bed and repeat my poems about a hundred times before finally it was time to leave for the competition.
It is awful sometimes to be so nervous that you almost can't stand up straight, you know what I mean? When your body is overflown by some kind of strange weakness that makes your legs want to crunch down and you eyelids heavy as an overweighty elephant in too much armour. But after all I like it, because when you're feeling like that, it most often means that you are about to do something extraordinary, something exciting, something risky perhaps, something that you don't know the outcome of. And ain't that the definition of adventure? :)
Anyway, as all of my poems are in Swedish (except one which is actually a mixture of Swedish and English verses) it would probably not be much of an idea to share them here, but at least I'll give you a picture destilled from one of my poems, called "A Very Good Recipe", which illustrates it pretty well. The text in it says "thousand litres of possibilities" (and in Swedish it rhymes!).
Did I mention that I won? I did! And so I will compete in the spring finals here in Gothenburg (where I now live and study by the way...). Exciting indeed! And it also means that lots of new poems have (and are!) yet to be written!
Well, poetry night is over, and you won the blueberry jam! Congratulations! Until our lightnings strikes at the same spot again,
have a great and poetic time!