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Poets could sharpen up their act, perform in more audience-friendly locations, rather than the upstairs rooms of pubs, and even make sure they iron their trousers if they want to earn more respect – and, indeed, cash. Those were a few of the suggestions that came out of a discussion, Making a Living as a Poet, that was held earlier this week

A poetry and spoken word group has been formed at the Society of Authors, the trade union for writers. At its inaugural meeting, the chair of the group and the discussion panel, Tamar Yoseloff, explained how a network that first sprang up on social media last year was now meeting at the elegant surroundings of the Society of Authors headquarters in a residential street in Chelsea.

Performance poet Kate Fox, pictured above, had kicked things off by getting involved in a controversy about public poetry in Bradford  - a row that was reported in full at the time by Write Out Loud. She started a “fair pay for poets” campaign that led to an alliance with Tamar Yoseloff, and the launching of a survey to find out how other poets valued their own work. The survey received over 250 responses. One said: “Poetry is a job, like any other job … we don’t live on fresh air, the words don’t write themselves.”

embedded image from entry 61392 Yoseloff, pictured left, a poet and London-based freelance tutor in creative writing, said: “At this point the Society of Authors approached us, saying how can we help you change attitudes, and to gain poets more respect?” On the panel with her were Tom Chivers, poet, publisher of independent press Penned in the Margins and an arts producer, and Julia Bird, poet, creative director at the Poetry School and an independent literature producer and promoter.

Bird, whose company Jaybird Live Literature presents productions such as Clare Pollard’s Ovid’s Heroines around the country (next stop Nottingham), has strong views on how poets can broaden their audiences. She said: “I take poetry into theatres, there are comfortable seats, a set, a lighting desk.” Her aim was to avoid pub venues, “uncomfortable seats, rubbish sound” and the kind of poets who say “I know I’m over time, but can I just read a couple more?”   

Some poets who harbour a strange affection for the upstairs rooms of pubs – not least because of easy access to decent beer – might bridle at this. But it’s worth remembering that the hugely successful Bang Said The Gun spoken word night forsook the upstairs room of the Roebuck pub in south London earlier this year, for the plusher surroundings of the Bloomsbury theatre. However, Julia was not finished there. As part of her campaign to encourage poets to take more trouble, she added that she wants them to “iron their trousers … we can do better than we’re doing.”  

On poetry publishers, Tamar Yoseloff asked her co-panellists what advice they would give about some publishers “who bully their authors, who don’t pay royalties, who behave in all sorts of unacceptable ways .. and yet somehow, because this is poetry, we put up with it?”

embedded image from entry 61389 Julia Bird, pictured right, responded by saying that there had been “a massive explosion in DIY publishing …   I think it’s very exciting to see the big six ‘gatekeeper publishers’ trembling in their boots”. But Tom Chivers warned that “some publishers just don’t edit”, and all panellists agreed that some poets just sought publication for “validation”, and didn’t care too much how many people bought their books.

All three panellists also still bear the scars of having been published by Salt, which abruptly ceased publishing single collections of poetry in 2013. Julia Bird complained that one poet with a big publisher was receiving only 60p per book sold, after also getting a small advance. But publisher Chivers replied that he didn’t think that was an unfair royalty: “Distributors, sales agent, shops all have to take a cut.” He also scorned the idea of sending poems to magazines “that no one reads … the readership of some magazines is so low that I wonder, what’s the point? Nowadays we can use different media that are more successful in reaching an audience.”  

An audience member asked the panel: “Can you make money as a poet to a serious degree?” Julia Bird, pictured right, replied: “I make 4% of my money as a poet. Yes, have a day job, squeeze it into four days, and be exceedingly disciplined about what you write on a Friday.” Tamar Yoseloff said she made her living from teaching creative writing: “I make hardly anything at all from my writing.” But Tom Chivers was more upbeat, saying he felt poets could make more of opportunities for commissions, in the way that artists did.

The Society of Authors poetry and spoken word group is planning to hold more such events, and in other locations, such as at the Stanza festival in St Andrews early next year. Its committee members are Tamar Yoseloff, Leo Aylen, Charles Christian, Helen Shay, Sarah Hesketh, John Rice, Atar Hadari, and Penelope Shuttle.

The Society of Authors says that a year’s subscription costs “less than 15 minutes of a solicitor’s time”, and all members receive unlimited advice as well as access to a wide range of events and offers, including discounted books and specialist insurance. “We’re here to answer your silliest questions,” said chief executive Nicola Solomon on Wednesday night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Trevor Wainwright

Tue 22nd Nov 2016 09:41

Yes I am more likely to go and pay to a reading only event if one of the readers is someone I have first heard at an open mic, be they headliner or supporting cast, than someone unknown, or "famous" that I have never heard. In fact I have often heard it said that the supporting cast were as good if not better

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Dave Morgan

Mon 21st Nov 2016 19:01

Open mic nights, in pubs or not, are a great leveller. Readers give freely whatever their motives. Never heard money, payment, personal income, job come into it. They may not be high art or a marketable commodity, but as Freda says they can be highly affirmative, bestowing worth on all, and fulfilling other social needs. There are too many of us for all to squeeze some income out of it. It strikes me there are two ways to be considered 'superior' or 'excellent' in this field, one is by sublime, intelligent, word smithery and the other is by being a polished and convincing performer. Few people achieve either let alone both, unless they've done some kind of apprenticeship which includes a great deal of informed critical feedback. I'll settle for being good at other things and adequate (in my humble view) at poetry writing and performance. It doesn't diminish the pleasure.

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Trevor Wainwright

Sun 6th Nov 2016 10:20

I agree that there is great value in open mics and feel that more would attend if they were given a chance to read their own work, even if it was a few alongside a headliner, some of whom we have never heard of. I have a friend who used to come over from Austin on an annual UK Tour and part way through he would take an interval and ask local poets to read. This year following a local Lit Fest which I mentioned lack of open mics and certain groups did not seem interested and ignored my e mails, I wrote the following.

Annual events come round again,
it’s Literature Fest Season
They say you need a good reason
To be elsewhere than there
To pay to hear what someone you don’t know has to say
Or be at Fringe Events for free
But my favourite spoken art, is where I can take part
With others that like to be part of an open mic
Always there throughout the year
Headliners or ordinary folk with a gift, make my inspiration lift
And to my delight I begin to write
Poems on the spot, often a few on the trot
Given five minutes to give our best
Give me an open mic, no contest

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Freda Davis

Sat 5th Nov 2016 14:51

It hits me below the belt,
A song I thought light hearted, only sad.
I never knew the meaning at the time.
Now I see it was quite out of time.
Crying before you’re hurt. I always did so.

I think, why do they talk of publications;
Of agents, magazines, markets and fees?
I ask about it, but it hurts to hear
That all the spells we weave are currency.

I will be heard. I want my voices heard.
But when you speak of six percent, or eight,
I see no words, only the paper stacks,
Price tags and tills, remaindered books that wait.

And voices that were loud upon the hill
Pressed flat between the pages, creaking, shrill,
Telling the dusty shelves their sentences.

I cried today because my baby died.
I cried eleven years before her birth,
Because I sought for truth, and saw a dream,
And was afraid, and told it in a song.

June 1982

That's one part of my poetry brain, but I do respect the need for poets to make a living, which most do mainly by sharing the insights into using language which their craft teaches them, through workshops and teaching as well as performing and publishing books.
Poetry is a valid commodity to buy and sell but it is not the only reason that people write it or share it, and it would be good to start by recognising that fact, and not assuming that those who wish to make a living from poetry are superior to those who do not.

What should also be recognised is the social value of open mic nights where people who come from all kinds of backgrounds listen to each others thoughts, ideas and creations and get to know each other. This is a good thing in society. Not everything can be reduced to the market.

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Trevor Wainwright

Sun 30th Oct 2016 21:06

I take to the stage wearing latest festival tee shirt and jeans
Calling myself a poet of private means
Not being a snob, but a poet with a proper job
I don’t have to write just to earn a crust
No deadlines to meet,
I just make up my rhyme any time
When inspirations flowing I pick up my pencil and get going
So whenever my poetry I give
I can say I live to write
Cos’ I don’t have to write to live

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