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505 Poetry Series
Second Monday of the month
Boxcar Playhouse, 505 Natoma St, San Francisco
8 PM
minimum donation $7

February 11, 2008
Poetry by Stephen Meads
Poetry by Myron Michael
Music by Cynthia Weyuker


Myron Michael


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Myron Michael is a poet, teacher, and recording artist. Sole proprietor of Rondeau Records, his songs are featured on Songs of Experience and Masters Thesis. His words have appeared in Beeswax, Words+Images, Pluck, and Idiolexicon.


Road Trip

Days have brooms sweeping suns from skies
while cars clock roads from Michigan to California.

I smell years in the air of this house
falling apart around itself.
One tenant wears a cross. Can't leave the city,
been there too long. Raccoons know black squirrels,
everything is bleeding, blending, a pleated seam
chasing the dream of common language.
The moon’s a monitor, a white wafer on a blue plate.

A day is aged, to taste how much it weighs is filling.
Swallow it fast and find a branch
skinned for walking. As time climbs into a hammock,
forgets the world there, sleeping away an inch of May
or June, and assumes we’re better off for it.
Are we? The tenant cooks and cleans,
lives and dreams the traffic of people packing
up and spreading over the globe.
Expansion denotes broad horizons,
roots in suitcases to go.
Hands ready to replant, work a new garden.

At night, walls hide things,
stick smells inside cracks and swallow insects.
Doors swing open, in the name of love,
and invite strangers to crash on couches.


Cynthia Weyuker


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Cynthia Weyuker uses Musical Saw, Voice, and loop box as a performance medium. She was awarded “Most Unusual Performance” at the International Musical Saw Festival of 2007. She has recently performed on local radio stations KALX and KALW and at Goat Hall’s Fresh Voices Festival. Other recent adventures include Larry Beau at the Dublin Fringe Festival, The Ladies Punk Rock Sextet, and Oakland-based Voxmaids.

Breathe




Stephen Meads

Stephen Meads has performed his dorky, heartfelt poems in spoken word venues throughout the United States and at multiple National Poetry Slams.

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