The National Poetry Slam too place at Meow, Edward Street this past Saturday, which has slowed me down with my haiku. :(
On a positive note, the slam was superb. Excellent, high quality slamming all the way through. It was superb. Michael Gray from Wellington took third, and Wellington in general did really well with all three Wellington finalists getting through the first round.
The new New Zealand national slam champion is Te Kahu Rolleston from Hamilton. Michael Moore, also from Hamilton took second. The funny thing is I drove them in from the airport in the afternoon and they performed for me in the car. Haha... at the time, I didn't even know they were competing.
It has inspired me to work harder on my writing, and presenting. I want to compete in next year's competition.
I chatted with Michael Moore at the end, and apparently, his time in Hamilton was his first ever slam. He'd never done it before. Also, he hadn't done any theatre or other types of performance before. He'd just watched lots of slam poems on youtube and then gave it a go. This is, of course, an insult to all the other slammers. Hahahah... But, it does mean that we can expect even better from him going forward. I can't wait.
Anyway, on to the haiku:
No reading for me
since unemployment. Except
poetry. Of course!
That sounds like some porn.
Nudity, sex, drugs, and pain.
Nah.. it's HBO.
I'm giving away
"The Ode Less Travelled" by Fry
Win with a haiku!