The night Liverpool poets put on a show: see the video
Last week Liverpool poet Steve Regan reported for Write Out Loud on the night the Guardian came to an open mic evening in Liverpool. Now you can watch the Guardian video of that night, as presenter Marcel Theroux first discusses how to write a poem with poet and compere Phil Bowen, amid the snow and glasshouses of Sefton Park. Later he delivers his effort at a gathering of local poets at “one of Liverpool’s infamous open mic nights”.
Early on in the video Bowen guides Theroux through writing a poem - “keep it tight, keep it rhythmic” – after he stumbles upon his opening line, and then is inspired by the tropical palm house (“I feel like I’m in Asia”) to write The Palm House In Winter.
During the video, one of the performers, Sarah Maclennan, points out that poetry in Liverpool didn’t begin and end with the 1960s Mersey Poets, and talks of the “terrifying” moment of performance: “The adrenalin surge you have after you’ve performed, you want to get back up on the mike.”
Before he goes on stage Theroux says how nervous he is: “There are far more people than I expected. The standard of poetry is high, the performances are really good.”
His poem gets a laugh with a topical line about “nicking bits from other poets, and calling them allusions”.
Afterwards Theroux reflects on the “huge sense of relief once you’ve done it”. He adds: “This is a down-to-earth city. The poet has to confront their audience. Poetry here survives by speaking to its audience. It’s got to be a good thing for a poet.”
PHOTOGRAPH: PAUL HARRIS
Laura Taylor
Fri 1st Feb 2013 09:19
Ahh now, I watched this yesterday, direct from the Guardian site, and thought it was excellent. In fact, I wished I'd have known about it so's I could get me neb in hehe :D
Aye Chris, I thought the same, when he was wandering round rambling to himself hehe - proper identified with that.
Do you ever look back at the first drafts and copious notes from poems, and think 'Jesus wept, I'm so glad I changed that bit'? :D
I've never been to any of the Liverpool nights, which is daft really, cos it's a train ride away, not even 30 minutes. Must get me arse along one of these days.