530 - Days of wine and poetesses

This is the story of last night’s reading,
And what happened afterwards, more or less.
The meeting was somewhat disappointing:
Quite a lot there, but grey hair in excess.
Me and two friends (poet and poetess)
Went there and read, though she was feeling ill.
One glass of wine (spiked?) - yes, just the one glass -
Almost knocked her out cold, but once the thrill
Of their applause rang in her ears … She will
Read more often, she says. And though learning
Some poems by heart all day, I confess
I chickened out, suffered failure of will:
I read from the typed page. Happy ending?
I took her home, so that’s a yes, I guess.
Sat 16 Feb 2008