no! we made a splendid, highly poetic entry. we burst in half an hour later, marched forward and took 2 seats in the first row. after that we put on a highly professional glassy-eye appearance and... well lost ourselves in his resounding breath-taking declamation. when he finished (3 or 4 poems later than promised) we made the most splendid poetic exit: get up, smiled and marched away. i know we helped the event a lot: his sound became times louder and... i don't know... livlier when he saw us march in in that solemn, determined way...
some 20 people maybe more. oh but the rest of the public in this "literary caffe"! my god! what a bydlo!! they ate noisely, they laughed, they screamed, they played tunes on their mobiles... the apogee of the saturnalia was when a girl who sat among those who listened, in fact in the second row, took out her shrilling mobile she hadn't bothered to turn silent, opend it with a click and started to talk, in her full chirping voice. i had to gave her a look! and it took her some longish seconds to get what that look meant.
not much. as i gathered from my literary LJ friends, this is common practice at literary readings. doesn't matter how popular or anything the reader is. even cult poets have to raise voice to be heard over the tumult.
i was astonished to see that wondering, even a bit hurt look at the girl's face after she took in my disgust. obviously she did nothing wrong.
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Date: 2006-03-30 05:36 am (UTC)oh but the rest of the public in this "literary caffe"! my god! what a bydlo!! they ate noisely, they laughed, they screamed, they played tunes on their mobiles... the apogee of the saturnalia was when a girl who sat among those who listened, in fact in the second row, took out her shrilling mobile she hadn't bothered to turn silent, opend it with a click and started to talk, in her full chirping voice. i had to gave her a look! and it took her some longish seconds to get what that look meant.
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Date: 2006-03-30 09:48 am (UTC)i was astonished to see that wondering, even a bit hurt look at the girl's face after she took in my disgust. obviously she did nothing wrong.
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Date: 2006-03-30 01:59 am (UTC)Типа того
Date: 2006-03-30 05:22 am (UTC)Он живет в одном доме с моим братом.