The GPI open mic at Bossa in May was hot! Old friends came out of the woodwork to strut their stuff, new artists wowed us with their wonderful words, and people were moved to rhythmic collaboration. Some of the new folks included members of The DC Poetry Project, who we’ll be seeing a little more often at our Bossa open mics every second Tuesday of the month. Here are some highlights from the night:
John gave us some rabbit moon haiku action, then spun his sweet, sharp, and soooo dangerous bottle of ginger-vodka round and round.
Michael put us into uncomfortable silence in the demilitarized zone as we experienced the anxiety of war, and then he echoed.
Luis let us behold the dawn because we’re bringing the light; while they’re reaching for their pieces, we’re just bringing the peace.
Jessica was straight thinkin’ with the Lincoln, feelin’ so clear, seein’ it’s just you plus me plus them that makes us all a bit of we.
Pierre continues to fight the fight for his blackness to become a common American character, so he can spread his wings and fly.
Damian flows whether or not people notice, but he’s chillin’ in the light, talkin’ about flowers and shit.
Sly saluted the dreamer: learn how to kiss fire, while hugging an inferno.
Laurie showed us how America is consuming, consUMING, CONSUMING, and told us that white people don’t have to be racist to say something racist.
Rob strummed to his little love, ’cause he’s bound for Shady Grove.
Are you bound for Bossa on Tuesday, June 9th? Meet us there at 7 PM to get on the list and share your bliss. See you at the next open mic!
[You can hear Michael on his web radio show DC Poetry Project. You can often see Pierre at Spirits and Lyrics open mics in Rockville, MD every last Sunday; in Manassas, VA every Tuesday, and in Rochester, NY every third Saturday.]