Performance

I went to a reading today.
Poems of love, and death, and birth
understanding.
Reader/writers' hands shaking but voices clear
And yet I, in the audience, feel awkward
staring at red boots and the light on blades of grass
instead of watching their eyes.
Poets and performers are gifted
but should all topics described by words be spoken?

I went to a performance today.
Academics, professional artists
mixing a little fun into a moment of questioning social spaces.
It was fun, and funny, and light,
and I wonder if only those who have studied and already attempted the indescribable topics of love and death and birth
are the ones ready and able to take on the next mountain
of intentional laughter.