Satellite of Love is a relatively new gig in Bristol for page and performance poets alike, but over the last year it's become very popular, and not just because it takes place upstairs at the Greenbank in Easton, one of the best pubs around. The hosts - Helen, Pauline and Stella - are welcoming, the audience attentive and appreciative, and it just feels good to be there.
I was so pleased they asked me to be one of the two monthly guest readers (along with Tom Sastry) on International Women's Day. My Breadcrumbs poems have acquired a new resonance with the election of Trump, and even though we've long known that the personal is political, I feel a lot more like a political poet these days. It turns out the overweening desire for control is pretty much the same whether it's exercised in the home or the White House. Apart from the nuclear bombs.
Also, the event, which is free to attend, has raised over £500 in donations in the last fourteen months or so for various charities supporting refugees.
It runs every second Wednesday in the month. Get in touch with the organisers via Facebook for an open mic slot.