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Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic Featuring Julene Tripp Weaver
November 9 @ 7:00 pm - 10:00 pm
Hosted by Christopher Luna and Toni Partington of Printed Matter Vancouver
Open mic sign up begins at 6:30 and closes at 7.
Food and libation provided by Niche Wine Bar, 1013 Main Street
Sound provided by Briz Loan & Guitar: http://briz.us/
LGBTQ+ FRIENDLY, ALL AGES, AND UNCENSORED SINCE 2004
Julene Tripp Weaver lives in Seattle where she is a psychotherapist and a writer; she worked in AIDS services for over 21 years. Her third poetry book, truth be bold—Serenading Life & Death in the Age of AIDS, was published this spring by Finishing Line Press. Two prior books are No Father Can Save Her, and Case Walking: An AIDS Case Manager Wails Her Blues. She is widely published in journals and anthologies including: Anti-Heroin Chic, Riverbabble, River & South Review, The Seattle Review of Books, HIV Here & Now, and In The Words of Women International 2016 Anthology (creative nonfiction). Find more of her writing at http://www.julenetrippweaver.com.
Julene will also be leading a workshop at Angst Gallery at 6:30pm on Friday, November 10 entitled Poeming Health: Are you or is someone you love living with a chronic illness? Are you a caregiver? This workshop will provide a clearing space to crystallize what is necessary for your survival, no matter the challenges. We will explore our personal experience through writing to our illness, to our loved one, to our pain. Bring a notebook and pens you are comfortable with. Cost: $25.
To register for the workshop, please attend Julene Tripp Weaver’s reading on November 9 or contact Christopher Luna via email@example.com or 360-910-1066 before Friday, November 10.
By Julene Tripp Weaver
We long term survivors
got a lifetime, came through the hard
years still strong. Smart not to trust early.
The only answer at the beginning, AZT,
we found our own box of hope
filled a whole book with reasons
to live, made art, wrote stories, poems,
We felt love for our dying
brothers and sisters, wanted them
to fall well, we held community
created an embrace: Act Up meetings,
coalitions, die-ins. We made history.
Moved science up a notch
like that last lover in our belt,
that quilt panel we’ve all made.
Those of us still here with
our endless days to live
take pills daily to hold steady.
welding a healing path
with our scrapbooks we created, Hope,
it’s title, and for some of us
our hearts melded to welcome this virus
make it feel at home. Give it a long life.