Day 2: Spokane UPDATE! Spokesman Review! Aunties Bookshop! Spokane Sushi! **** What have we learned from Day 2? We&;ve learned that even if you appear to have time to do so you should not take the scenic route on your way to Spokane from Seattle, for if you take the scenic route on your way to Spokane from Seattle you will get lost on your way to Spokane. We’ve learned that if you get lost on your way to Spokane you will end up found at the Ginko Petrified Forest where petrified logs kept in cages hurt no one amidst many varieties of wild sage but where there appear to be no Ginko trees (or geckos, as Erin Belieu pointed out). We’ve learned that if you stop to smell the sage you will miss the whiffle ball game you’ve planned to have at Glover Field. We’ve also learned that if you miss the whiffle ball game you have planned it’s okay. It’s okay because you’ll still make it to Auntie’s Bookshop where a shocking number of people will be waiting for you and they will applaud after nearly every poem by Catherine Wing, Tod Marshall, Melanie Noel, Laurie Lamon, and Katy Lederer. They will applaud especially loudly after Joshua Beckman gives his first reading on the bus tour because Joshua Beckman will give a great reading. He’ll read four poems (one of which Anthony McCann insisted he read while we had drinks at the Rock City Café near the Spokane Falls) while a man with some form of Tourrette’s (this is, of course, an amateur’s diagnosis) tries to muffle his outbursts as he stalks the store, and a tweaked out looking guy appears to be slapped silly by an invisible hand after every line (in a good way). And then, you will eat sushi at Raw Sushi and Island Grill. You will eat sushi and listen to more poetry up until midnight when you will make it to the Trailers Inn where everyone will sleep for the first time on the bus. Some more successfully than others. But before this you will have learned (don’t forget) that when the computer does not work, you must breathe. And when a small hatch in the back of the bus flies open and exhaust, hot fumes and grit come pouring into the bus, you will have learned you must not, if you can help it, breathe too deeply.

Catherine Wing Reads on the Bus [1:10m]: Play Now | Play in Popup

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Comment by m cuilla on 09.7.2006 1:29 am

Great job everyone. (And thanks to you-know-who-you-are for sneaking me a super-secret Poetry Bus temporary tattoo.)

Comment by Ron Antonucci on 09.7.2006 9:23 am

How can you skip Ohio?????

Comment by Michele on 09.7.2006 1:02 pm

Who not stop in Reno, too? I&;d love to see you!!! Maybe even join you??? A poet.

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