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
