Tonight, the first round of the slam poetry tournament in the theatre.
Six poets: Canan Yagmur, who had also participated last year, Christiaan Mooiweer who had made it to the final round then, Jet Crielaard, Eric van Hoof, yours truly, and Gijs ter Haar, winner of last year.
In between, jazzy music by Roos Harmsen and Hans Wildschut.
My three poems in the first part were about a carp, the Iraq war, and a gazelle.
Then, Canan Yagmur. This year, she had maybe spent so much time on non poetic parts in preparation (glitzy golden low cut dress; comedian style introduction) that, when her poems should come, she got ‘speakers’ block’ and could not proceed.
A pity since the small bits of poetry she did manage within the time limit sounded good.
Then, Eric van Hoof, also a co-organizer of other poetry slams.
Next on stage was Christiaan Mooiweer from Delft.
Next, Jet Crielaard.
Last of this first part: Gijs ter Haar.
After the music, the same poets, but in reverse order (my three poems: on the Dutch government, on a ladybug, on football).
Then, both the jury and the audience voted on which two poets should proceed to the final round.
The audience said Christiaan Mooiweer.
The jury said Jet Crielaard.