Brendan Constantine, Easy Street’s October Poet in Residence, is no stranger to the stage. Hearing him read his own poems, a mixture of bittersweet, hilarious punch-to-the-heart, the reader/listener grows yet closer to the dynamism of Constantine’s work. So sit back, grab your coffee and your headphones (if needed) and enjoy this curated selection of spoken word work.
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In the Spring of 2016, Constantine will release his latest collection, Dementia, My Darling (Red Hen Press). The eponymous poem that follows is brilliant on the page, but also takes additional weight as read. To listen to the audio, recorded at the 2014 Dodge Festival, .
Dementia, My Darling
(Poem made from lines spoken by my mother)
If someone finds me on the road
If someone finds me on the road
in my nightgown, barefoot and talking
in my nightgown, barefoot and talking
If my talking nightgown
finds the road in me
and someone on barefoot
Or I’m throwing my money to the cars
Or I’m throwing my money to the cars
convinced I’m just feeding the ducks
convinced I’m just feeding the ducks
I’m feeding the money,
the cars, or the ducks,
I’m just convinced to throwing
Please lock me away
Please lock me away
and live your life
and live your life
and lock your life away
Please live me
If my talking convinced someone,
my barefoot lock on the road,
ducks in the cars throwing money to live
and the feeding finds me
and I’m me
or I’m your life
please just nightgown away