Yesterday we attended a wonderful poetry reading in New London, at Expressiones, a small hispanic art gallery. The poet was Jose B. Gonzales, and his poetry was strong, sincere, and as wild and rhythmical as his life apparently is. He read his poems as though he loved reading them, as though his whole life was in each poem. Delycia and I were thrilled to be there with a strong group of serious poetry lovers, listening to words that sang with sincerity.Sunday, October 18, 2015
Yesterday we attended a wonderful poetry reading in New London, at Expressiones, a small hispanic art gallery. The poet was Jose B. Gonzales, and his poetry was strong, sincere, and as wild and rhythmical as his life apparently is. He read his poems as though he loved reading them, as though his whole life was in each poem. Delycia and I were thrilled to be there with a strong group of serious poetry lovers, listening to words that sang with sincerity.
