So Now I Must Tell You About It!
Wow. Wow. WOW. Everything she read was emblazoned with such passion, it took every single last bit of will to not burst into tears - and let me tell you it was challenging because I was almost suffocating from eruptions of emotion filling my chest. Any expectations I could have possibly conceived were completely surpassed to the point where I was left joyfully bewildered. Once she finished reading, I took a few deep breaths, and was relieved my breathing returned to normal. Mostly.
Fighting tears, I grasped $13 (yah! my lucky number!) from my wallet, grabbed a copy of her book, "TEETH" and waited patiently to introduce myself and chat with this amazing lady. Waiting... waiting...
Then it was my turn! I blurted out with latte breath, "This was my first poetry reading you and your work are spectacular and I was an English major but I ended up in corporate america and I don't write but my husband does," all the time smiling waaaaay too big and possibly spitting as I pointed at my startled husband... She cheerfully replied, "Oh this is your first time?" and with her smile grinning just as big as mine,
"THAT'S GOOD LUCK!"
My heart melted. Then she graciously asked my husband about his writings and I was tickled to hear him talk about his "voice" and had a flash about how much I love and am in-love-with him and she signed my book and I actually felt like the whole world opened up and let me in... a g a i n
...because sometimes I forget I'm invited.
Loisfoeribari.
photo by David Flores
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