4 years of x-bout.

The poetry cafe was manned by the one and only Valieria who was looking remarkably similar to the fruitful photo on my old web-site which i found quite comforting as I entered loaded with a vileda floor wiper ( and refill dusters ) before I got chance to order my usual coffee John Paul (Farrago poetry) approached me with " Are you feeling energetic I need a push " talk about helping me feel part of. So yes myself and two other dedicated poetry lovers pushed John Paul's white mobile past Jason's technicolour dream coat it was a sin ch, best get some power in that battery though , and the gizza stood at the pelican crossing, just stood aimlessly almost waiting for the sound of John Paul's rev.1

Any road having explained to Nii downstairs about the vileda floor wiper whilst helping him stack the chairs in the usual formation oh an the table arranged so as all the books ( old and new ) could be displayed and sold in a reasonable fashion ( with an appropriate coordination of colour coding. Soon the night would be afoot having downed my coffee whilst chatting to the infamous Mr Bryne about poetry readings in Belmarsh prison ( the therapeutic value of poetry surely is indisputable and as of late indescribable especially when it was of this calibre ).2

Nii Parkes aka ( Sally : the secretary ) (or Mark : Internet manager ) and of course in his own persona all are running the X-bout web-site ( due to legitimate legal reasons ) as was explained in the introduction.3

Happy birthday X- bout as the first poet up came from Nial O ' Sullivan with a poem res cited without the use his book ( the latest release in the series ) text was about helicopters which set the tone for the evening to climb up into the stratosphere of literature brewing, always a pleasure to have Nial's rosy cheeks of elocution's.4

This of their format set by Nii was only an intro to each individual poet in the series of books ( Now available also in Waterways ). 5

Next up was Agnes with her flag of women hoisted followed by James Buyrne with one of my favourite poems from his first book ( the black one with a retina on the front cover ) The leaf maker or something.6

Then Anou popped up making his entrance in the nick of time as all good prophets would have done millenniums ago with the depictions and visions about movements in the land a new message understood by all who witness in ore at this indisputable connection and understanding of so many, I guess this one 'The goats man ' will send ripples on the poetic collection of the poets loving bookshelf as would the bible to a christian or the Koran to the Muslim, Annou and his ' Fairy Negro Tales ' is stooped to be a flying success. Surely Anou will take Stonehenge, Sorry Glastonbury by storm, his presence is also noted upon the web and his designs upon the cover of the X-bout related magazine .7

Next to me following this explosion of being taken higher and higher of Anou's clearly * Greek expo of presence of spirit *8

Jacob felt so uncomfy where seated his deep voice resonated from where he was sat , next to me on the six row this made me feel privileged to have his poetic knowledge almost shared what seemed like one to one, as I gained an in site into his school memories and full descriptions of a similar times his family especially his father and how he let it slip ( as is life sometimes ) in his career and the exact depictions of son to father, how mum felt and how each sub-section of a poem coils take the mind right back to the feelings or descriptions of a time lodged upon shelf's of the mind never fer gotten or maybe even never dusted down.9

*lighthouse publisher poet* then took stage to describe what I later found out to be his brother ( my memory is somewhat dis-connected ) was deep unoffensive and logical as was all of the poets above , his presence alone in X-bout publishing's as is Agnes , James, Nial, Jacob contributed to a thoroughly installment of a birthday bash certainly not to be fer gotten.10

Unfortunately Annis Burrows could not be present so Nii read extracts from his book, now I found his words colourful and angelic although lacked the prescience of the man himself, well one man show Nii is doing his best by solely running the information needed on the scene Borders Charing cross Road Tuesday, Clerkenwell (Aroma Poetry) Sunday.11

Agnes is now the host of a new night in Borders Islington fresh back from Texas her boasting of women hood is thoroughly except able ( as from a mans defence) and as she explains magic is somewhat like riding a bike you never forget.12

Agnes is doing business I guess and she inspires me to do up the shirt buttons and listen to a calibre that is unsurfaced ( for a woman ) (Or for a man for that matter.)13