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Performance Poetry from NYC (kinda)

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In light of our recent holiday and all the rest, I’m afraid I’m a bit behind on the video blogging this week. So as a consolation (mainly to myself!) I am posting this little oldie.

Even though it’s a while since I performed this one, I thought it was relevant to share with you now seeing as:

1) Short of cutting my own hair live in a shop window while chanting “We are the Champions” to a gospel choir of monkeys, lately I’ve really begun to get into this whole  “being an artist!” thang;

2) I have recently had the great fortune of stumbling across an entirely new breed of Comic Mummy reader – well, not a breed as such, I’m not saying you guys are animals in any way (but for heaven’s sake, do stop slobbering on my carpet, yes YOU!) – but anyhoo, point is, new people are here! HUZZAH! Most of whom, I’m assuming, haven’t seen me onstage before. If ever. Ever before. There you go.

3) This character is from New York (though her accent, as a well-travelled performance poet, might indicate otherwise), and I may, just may, have some very exciting soon-to-be-announced news to do with that…

In the meantime, kick back, have a suck on the nitrous and enjoy. xx

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I acknowledge the Gubbi Gubbi, Wakka Wakka and Butchulla peoples, the First Nation Traditional Owners of Country, and custodians of the land and waters on which I live and work, and all the peoples who have welcomed me on Country. I pay respects to all Elders past and present and acknowledge the young leaders who are working beside Elders in our cultural industries in the continuation of cultural, spiritual and educational practices. I recognise all First Nation peoples as the original storytellers of these lands and acknowledge the important role they continue to play in our community.

Jenny Wynter

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