Tonight I was invited out to a spoken word event by my friend Pam. I scrambled to be clean and fed and headed out to Ginger’s Tavern for Speak! On third Thursday of each month Word Iz Bond, Halifax’s spoken word collective, holds the event and this was the first time I’d been able to attend.
At the venue I met up with Pam, her girlfriend Jenn and our friend Sara. I hadn’t seen any of them for a long while. It’s rare I’ve had a chance to be social at all lately, so it was doubly nice to see them again, even if we didn’t have a chance to talk much.
The performances throughout the night were mixed. There were some lackluster poems and some genuinely inspired poetry presented by capable performers. Pam’s roommate, who goes by the name Native Son, was one of the highlights, with a really smooth delivery. I was deeply impressed by this community I didn’t have anywhere on my radar; Halifax has a surprisingly vibrant poetry life.
While there, Sara asked me about my own poetry. I’ve left that dormant for a long time, but tonight has me feeling inspired to find the time to write a poem again. It’s been a couple years since my last one, if my memory is serving me well, so maybe it’s time to unearth my inner poet.
I’ve found one of this city’s real gems at last. This small city still holds a lot I haven’t yet discovered. I’m looking forward to the next time I can make it to Speak!, even though that may have to be a couple months from now.