Last Friday, I made it, in spite of the snow, to my gig at Ware Poets, a friendly and dynamic group that meets once a month at Ware Arts Centre in Hertfordshire. As well as hosting a different guest poet each month, the group runs the annual Ware Open Poetry Competition that attracts thousands of entries from across the country.

After performing a range of poems from Creatures of the Intertidal Zone and thoroughly enjoying the work read in the open mic section of the evening, I was introduced to a long-established Ware Poets tradition. At the end of the evening, the lovely co-organiser, poet and painter Frances Wilson, invites both the guest poet and half of the audience back to her home for soup, bread, wine and poetry chat that lasts into the small hours of the morning.

Without doubt, one of the most sociable poetry gigs I’ve ever been involved in!

4 responses to “Ware Poets

  1. Hi Sue – yes, the communing is so important (and so easy to overlook when writing and feverishly pursuing the publishing…)

    There were two kinds of soup, Hazardgal – I had the veggie and bean – it was delicious!

    Hi Michelle – yes, a lovely combination. x

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