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Momentum: Translations

It’s been an amazing few days working with the Barbican Young Poets at this year’s Weekender. We were commissioned to write responses to United Visual Artist’s exhibition, Momentum, and have spent the Weekender performing this work inside this space and working with the public to produce even more poetic responses, which I think will eventually be collated/curated here. The act of summoning an audience in this space, playing off its aura as spoken word syncs with the blip & flicker of lights, was special. My first extended experience of facilitating poetry with the general public (some precocious child-poets in particular) has been hugely invigorating. While it’s around, definitely go experience Momentum if you can.

Momentum

Apart from that, I’ll take a moment to mention that the Barbican Young Poets scheme is coming to an end for the year, so that means the showcase is just around the corner (Facebook event here), and the seventh installation of Burn After Reading is back on Friday at the Gallery Cafe, where I’ll be reading as well.

That’ll do for now! Cheers.

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Lethologica

Credit: Susana Sanroman

Credit: Susana Sanroman

Here’s the poem on Kumquat: http://kumquatpoetry.tumblr.com/post/48109336668/lethologica-by-cameron-brady-turner

I read this recently at March’s ‘Brain Waves’ Barbican Weekender arranged to celebrate advances in neuroscience and the human mind. I offered up this on dreams. As someone who thinks in words, dreams often feel like they are hiding more than they let on – like coming across a word you’re familiar with but can’t remember the meaning to, or experiencing that tip-of-the-tongue phenomenon where you can’t find the word to articulate what you mean. That’s what this poem’s weird aesthetic attempts to capture. It was good fun reading on the day alongside visual art put together by Reza Ben Gajra; there was Blair Witch footage, ominous plug-holes and skulls.

And happy world poetry day, all! Come to the Barbican on the 27th and I’m reading a much less obscure but similarly unwieldy poem about going to Alpha meetings as a fresher. It’ll be good. http://t.co/leQJjVedAD

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