Readers, listeners and polite applause
We’ve gathered in the library for a very good cause
Poetry written with audience in mind
Haiku, rants, rap, lyrics of all kind
Folks concentrate, shuffle in their seat
Feels like a hovel with a beatnik beat
Stories are sensitive, some of them sublime
Others are dramatic, not all of them rhyme
Frank makes his presence known to the crowd
From where I sit, he does me proud
He speaks in clear tones, the poem not his own
But it comes across sincere to all who are near.
At the end of the evening the news broke through
We were saddened and heart broken, nobody knew
Our beloved poet Leonard Cohen had passed
Our beloved poet is free at last.
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| Lorraine, our hostess |
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| Frank, guest reader |
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| Greylin, remembers her uncle |
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| Leonard Cohen courtesy of Wikipedia |
Here it is, the end of August, 2017, and I've just seen this for the first time. Thank you, Susan, for this blog. How wonderful to see a picture of Frank Brummet, our late and great poet and friend, again, and his niece Greylin, who is also now a member of the Grand Forks Writers Guild. Also in the picture of me (as hostess) is Grant Crawford, a very talented writer and artist. We have another Poetry Cafe coming up in October, and will be celebrating yet another NaNoWriMo (National Novel-Writing Month)after that. I hope you'll be back in Grand Forks before too long!
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