Stone Soup Servings is a regular series for Oddball Magazine that features upcoming performers at Stone Soup Poetry, the long-running spoken word venue in the Boston area that has partnered with Oddball Magazine. Stone Soup Poetry now meets from 8-10 p.m. every Monday at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery’s new location at 541 Massachusetts Avenue in Central Square Cambridge, Massachusetts. The open mike sign-up at 7:30 p.m.
The Boston Blizzard of 2015 was able to stop Hannah Brown’s feature on January 26, but it won’t stop her feature this Monday on February 23. As an additional teaser for those who have been waiting for Hannah’s feature for two months, we offer a sample poem from her upcoming chapbook.
If you were a hole
In the bottom of my canoe
I wouldn’t cork you shut.
I’d figure the Red Sea
Must be something like red wine
And man it’s gotta
If you were a pair
of glasses, I would develop
I’m almost cross-eyed now anyway
I’m always looking at like three things intently and
I want to watch the world
through you watching
Watch the light slant
down the bridge of my nose.
Slide down it as along a rope
to the swing set
of my pink bottom lip.
Glasses slip sometimes;
fingertips push them back.
And when fingers push them back, eyes see
what they’ve been blind to.
It doesn’t matter that
neither of us wears glasses.
See the way
I can hold from two thirds plus
across the country; see the birds
I sent to your window this morning,
look at the sunray I sent to reflect
off your water glass, the thin crescent
it casts on the wall.
Write me a poem about pizza, ‘
Cause I know you like pizza
and I want to watch you like things.