Happy Poetry Day!
I had the perfect lead-in to Poetry Day. Last night I spent an hour (more?) talking to a group of South African students about The Pride of Lions. This time my hosts were Reddam House School in Durbanville, Cape Town, and their indefatigable teacher Nicola Lazenby.
I had such a great time! I wish I could remember all the things they asked me, and told me. Intelligent questions, with follow-ups. (In other words, they were definitely not going to let me get away with vague answers.) One of the things I love most is talking about poems that I enjoy with people who also love poetry and have dug in to the meat of the thing. Having it done with a poem I actually wrote feels a little surreal, but in a good way. (That female sexual desire was a big part of it was something I had always intended. But I’d never before thought of it as a feminist reversal of the classic sexual persuasion poem! Brilliant!)
So thank you to all the people who took part in the discussion last night. I loved every second of it.
(edited to add: for some reason this post didn’t post properly first time around, so my apologies to everyone who has been wondering where it got to. Eaten by the internet!)
A Dark Feathered Art 