Poetry Reading In Oslo

Poetry Reading in Oslo Never had the lack of talent exhibited itself in so many poets. I`m referring to a poetry fest in Oslo- years ago- for whom Norwegian was not their first language. On a wooden table, booklets of third- rate poetry trying to look invisible disowning the poet`s feeble effort to make words sing. The poetry reading was disrupted the readers a military band next door a blessing for the listeners of trite words of love. Among the naïve public, women looking for sex with young poets thinking it was romantic. What a moth- eaten group of poets assembled in this cold and indifferent land, hope is when they came home sat down and through hard work gave birth to poetry.