Xenocracies Everywhere Really Soon

The Island Fringe Festival had its launch party last night at Marc’s Lounge, and Oliver decided that he wanted, at the last minute, to respond to the open call for poets to read “found poetry.”

Fortunately the Fringe team is on the ball and digitally-engaged, so the request-to-perform reached them in time for him to make the list. And so we headed over to secure a seat around 7:30 p.m. for an 8:00 p.m. start.

Because of Prince Edward Island’s antediluvian liquor laws, Oliver was only allowed to be present until 9:00 p.m., and so there was some last minute stress surrounding whether he’d be able to go on stage before turning into a Prohibition pumpkin, but, again the Fringe team rose to the challenge and made sure he was on in the first hour.

Oliver is a master of the acrostic poem, an excellent adaptation that accommodates he’s need to express with his challenges with choices: it’s a poetic hook to hang his hat on, so to speak, and to watch him pull a poem out of the digital ether is a sight to behold.

Here’s the poem he read:

Had
IPods
Pluto
Songza
That are now Things of the Recent Past
Extinct
Revolutionized Cities
Short Vine Videos

Yearning for
Unoriginal Objects
Continuing to Recreate 
Completed Things
In the Present
Existing Past
Since Then

Many Revolutionized Cities and Had
IPods and Pluto
Leaned
Lots
Extinct
Now Not New
IPods
Another
Last Generation That are Now Things of the Recent Past
Short Vine Videos and Songza

Growing Generation
Everyday
New
Era
Recreate
Atari
Today
It
Only Continues to Grow
Now

Xenocracies
Everywhere
Really
Soon

I love the phrase “continuing to recreate completes things in the present.”

There was an intermission of sorts just before 9:00 p.m., and Oliver insisted we high-tail it for the door lest the Provincial Treasurer come and haul us out by the coat tails.